Boys and girls, and those who aren't sure...
You'd be pleased with me, I turned the other cheek. Riding to Barrys Point Road (to test ride a new GSXR750), a numptie in a Pug 206GTi (well, he'd have to be gay driving one of those right???) looks at me coming down the road, and waits until the last possible second to do the inevitable and pulls out on me.
I went past him, and...
Did I curse him?
Did I kick his wing mirrors off??
Did I go to house, steal his beer and his dog, then burn said house down??
No. I didn't, instead I showed remarkable restraint and and being the cultured biker that I am, I didn't even shake a fist at him...
However, I did suffer a momentary lose of traction as he was sitting behind me to turn onto Barrys Point Road. Was the tire wear worth it? Silly question. He was most unamused as his car got peppered with stones and rubber and a cloud of smoke (the likes of which will seldom get seen again).
I love my GSXR.I'm such a boy...
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