Hmm, I asked my manager to let me go a bit earlier today to collect my clutch plates from Infinity Motorcycle Clapham. Quick change, pick my back and… lovely flat back tire!! :w00t:
What to do , what do do?? :ermm: I pick my mobile and called PolePosition. Not too far from my working place I thought, so lets push the bike to mechanic to sort my back tire. Hehe not far, it’s just down the road, 600 yards… It was painful and long way, very long. Went to mechanic and they found a lovely huge nail in the side of my back tire. Quick tire replacing and here we go. Anxious but still of positive spirit I ride carefully to Infinity. They’ve closing a shop but they gave me mu clutch plates (praise to them).
What is a point of that story. On my painful way to mechanic no one stopped to ask what’s wrong with the bike. :unsure:. Lots of bikes passed me and no one stopped. Am I bovvered, I think I’m. I always ready to help people if I can, always stop to ask if they need anything. No one stop to help me.:crying:
Always look on the briiiight side of life, do do, do do, do do, do do, do doooooooooooo;)
You know, a bloke broke down on Kingston Hill a while ago, and he ran out of fuel. I stopped, got some cash, got him fuel, and he was on his way…
Tthe point is, he told his mate on the phone, LOADS of bikers passed, and no-one helped him, and his mate said ‘it’s cos you’re in London’. And thats exactly what I said to him before he told me that.
It’s a cold place this side of the M25…I woulda stopped for you though
I was out the other night and saw a fella stopped at a roundabout, He had got off his Ducati Monster S4R Testastretta (yum yum) and seemed to be looking for something. By the time I had gone up the dual carriageway, turned around and come back he was the other side of the roundabout, still off his bike.
He had lost a small tail pack off the back of his bike but had just found it.
