my farce of a morning...
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ok, this isn't a rant, more an incredulous account of a series of stuff that happened in the space of twenty minutes...
1. get the supermoto out, ride it just under two miles and it starts backfiring and dies. push it home in full kit and lid as nowhere to hang it on the bike as i'm pushing it. you could have rung my t shirt out when i get back. fair enough i think, i'll look at it later.
2. start the car up, shut garage door. i say shut, it actually folded on me halfway through pulling it down. cue ten minutes of banging, kicking and possibly a bit of biting to get it to even vaguely fit enough to lock shut. never mind, i'll fix that later.
3. first bend i come to in the car and there's a picasso coming round the blind corner on my side of an empty road. young female driver. i have to emergency stop and wave my hands in the air in a non threatening manner, a bit like that jackie chan pic people use when they're baffled. the other driver, to signal her understanding that she perhaps shouldnt take corners on the wrong side when she cant see the road ahead acknowledges her genuine mistake by sticking her finger up and giving me a load of abuse as she drives past, grudgingly on the left.
4. on the same bit of bypass as i got nicked for speeding a couple of weeks ago, i'm now pootling along, listening to mr sting and chanting happy place things. windows down, very low speed, trying to get my chi back. road is completely, completely empty when something hits the bonnet then the screen before finally clanging along the roof and disappearing. i get to work to find the roundel on my bonnet decided life no longer held any mystery of appeal and had decided to end it all.
this all happended in less than twenty minutes. i'm now scared to go outside.
1. get the supermoto out, ride it just under two miles and it starts backfiring and dies. push it home in full kit and lid as nowhere to hang it on the bike as i'm pushing it. you could have rung my t shirt out when i get back. fair enough i think, i'll look at it later.
2. start the car up, shut garage door. i say shut, it actually folded on me halfway through pulling it down. cue ten minutes of banging, kicking and possibly a bit of biting to get it to even vaguely fit enough to lock shut. never mind, i'll fix that later.
3. first bend i come to in the car and there's a picasso coming round the blind corner on my side of an empty road. young female driver. i have to emergency stop and wave my hands in the air in a non threatening manner, a bit like that jackie chan pic people use when they're baffled. the other driver, to signal her understanding that she perhaps shouldnt take corners on the wrong side when she cant see the road ahead acknowledges her genuine mistake by sticking her finger up and giving me a load of abuse as she drives past, grudgingly on the left.
4. on the same bit of bypass as i got nicked for speeding a couple of weeks ago, i'm now pootling along, listening to mr sting and chanting happy place things. windows down, very low speed, trying to get my chi back. road is completely, completely empty when something hits the bonnet then the screen before finally clanging along the roof and disappearing. i get to work to find the roundel on my bonnet decided life no longer held any mystery of appeal and had decided to end it all.
this all happended in less than twenty minutes. i'm now scared to go outside.
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