Buttertub pass...

and The Rifle Range this morning, what a fucking mental ride, stunning
weather at 6:30 this morning, Hawes,Leyburn & all over..

Only bit spoiled was the fucking **** in a golf that cut right across my
mate on his brand new Honda CB1000R, causing him to bump it over a
roundabout fucking the tyre & wheel. She fucked off & wouldnt stop, so
my foot 'slipped off' the peg whilst alongside the fucking ****. Her
husband actully looked like he told her to cut him off at the roundabout
& no way would they stop.

Well, it wont polish out.

 

I went over to Nelson this morning and it was one of "those" days. Perfect
weather, not a lot of traffic (hardly any in fact) apart from when I rounded
two separate corners to find one, then another fucking artic across the road
trying to get their arses ends up a tight entrance.

Two trucks, two different locations but one common idea. **** anyone else on
the road.

Than a **** of the first order decided to stop dead as the lights went to
green and she saw a car on the opposite side of the road and decided to be a
courteous twat and let him turn across our path.

I stopped, but the bloke behind me (also on a bike)was clobbered by the car
driver behind him.

You should've got her number, rang Plod and got her a fucking ASBO. There's
no doubt that's what she/he would've done. You were alarmed and feared for
your safety. Perfect ASBO "evidence" given the news stories lately.


Her

But you could quite easily find Plod on your doorstep when you get home.

 

I find this sort of behaviour ranges from the mildly frustrating,
through exasperating to downright apoplexy-inducing. WTF would anybody
yield their right of way, to the disbenefit of those behind them?

Yeah, OK, help somebody out if you can, or even in a fit of magnanimity
let somebody through when they aren't expecting it - but on your own
time, motherfucker, not when you've got a line of other vehicles behind
you, eh? I'm all for a bit of courtesy when required, after all, it's
all about karma, right?

The most dangerous situations I've seen on the roads have come about
when somebody does something completely unexpected: at one extreme
driving down the wrong carriageway or the wrong way round a big
roundabout and at the other, trying to short-circuit a holdup like the
one you described by overtaking the line of frustrated yielders and
flashing down the outside, to be met by a HGV also taking advantage by
popping out from a side road.

Times without number I've seen people caught out by unexpected or
unanticipated braking in front of them, usually started by some
well-meaning airhead thinking they'll do someone a good turn by
blocking their own carriageway. The recipients of this
well-intentioned but ultimately stupid waygiving are also so often
caught on the hop by the sudden space given to them, that they take
forever to take advantage of the gift - and I've seen a few slip off
the clutch and stall it, too.

Avoid accidents, do what others expect you to do.

 

Ah but, when there's no line of people behind, then there's little point
in stopping to let them out, as they can pull out once one has gone past.

 

Like i give a flying ****. BTDT, no proof, what she does have is a big guoge
where she hit my mates bars i'll bet.

My journey to Brighton this morning was peppered with fucking cunts all the
way to Wyboston, one bloke with no fucking wing mirror nearly had me into
the centre reservation & same fat blob of shit riding a fucking scooter
decided to pull out without looking, doing about 40mph.

Had a brilliant time doing some fucking manic filtering with a Tuono around
Baldock on the way home, proper white lining at speed...

R1's are fucking brilliant bikes, but tourers they are not

--


Nige,

'Candygram for Mongo'

R1

 

Many years ago, when I had my Z1100R[1], I was fucking about with a
mate who was driving a Fiat 131 Mirafiori. I was behind him as we got
towards the end of a dual carriageway, but I decided I would get in
front of him again. However, as I got to his blind spot, he decided to
overtake one more car, and we had a bit of a coming together. The
engine bars on the Zed scraped a *huge* gouge down the side of his car
from the drivers door to the rear wheel arch.

No-one got hurt and we just put it down to us both being stupid and
went for a beer together.

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