For some time there has been an empty shop in the local village.
Nothing to be seen except a real estate sign on the window.
A couple of weeks ago suddenly a pair of KTMs appeared inside. Interesting.
It took a week or two for things to develop but last Saturday was the grand opening of the new KTM dealership in town. Being something of a closet KTM fan I have developed the habit of shooting a glance in the door as I go past on my way home for lunch or after work.
Accelerating away from the lights Thursday evening on my homeward way I looked at the shop then back at the road. Holy shit! The other traffic had stopped and I was on a rapid collision course with the rear number plate of a Ford Sierra. The moped developed a pronounced high frequency twitch caused by a death grip on the brakes, in conflict with some major indecision in the command post.
Staring at that rapidly approaching number plate, the realisation dawned that there was no way the SJ50 drum brakes could stop me between here and there. At that point I decided to look somewhere more profitable, like along the side of the car. Finally the Suzuki pulled up beside the driver's door of the Sierra, I looked down at the driver who had a little grin on his face. Perhaps he had been watching the entertainment in his rear vision mirror.
Visiting the KTM dealer is now a priority so that I can eliminate any and all curiosity about what's in there, and I will no longer need to look in as I go past. After all, we know what curiosity did to the cat.
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