A life of crime

I wanted to be good, I really did. I try, ever day, to have a positive
mental attitude. But somehow, it just doesn't work out that way.

I've done questionable things. Recently. Today, even. I can't help it,
the power has corrupted me. I'm sorry now, and I know I'll be /really/
sorry in the near future. My contrition is unspeakable, but it's no good -
tomorrow, I'll go out and do it all over again.

I knew this would happen, it's why I've always avoided sprotsbikes.
Triple-figure speeds seem like a gentle bimble to me now. Okay, it's not
your Gixxer thou, and it's a bit big and top-heavy, but when I stamp it down
the box a couple and bang the overtaking handle against the back stop, it's
like fucking time travel. I love it.

Above all, it's the /impunity/ of it: I feel like I can do /anything/ on
this bike. It might be a combination of the weight and the power - anything
that doesn't get out of the way, gets *crushed*.

I haven't been caught yet, but it's only a matter of time. They'll throw
away the key, and rightly so. I'm a danger to myself, and everyone else on
the road.

Somebody stop me, before it's too late.

Please.

Help.

 

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It'll break down again just now I'm sure.

 

That's quite a nice way of looking at the Trophy, yeah. As a sort of
sporting HGV.

I haven't ridden mine since France. Might dig it out again soon.

 

Goes with the Bentley image: "very fast lorries".

Mine's been mostly sitting in the shed, but I feel obliged to take it out
occasionally so that the alarm doesn't run the battery down. First day is
okay, if I've been off it for a while. Second day is three-figure speeds
everywhere. Day three, I go berserk...

It's okay, though. Tomorrow I'm off to the Lakes for a week (in the car),
which should calm me down, and then I'll cut it with a lot of Drifter (which
nobody has bought yet...)

 

In uk.rec.motorcycles, platypus said:

Go to a loony bin and sign yourself in. They'll stop you doing anything.

 

I know.

Get to the point man.

You've bought a tank?

It's far too late mate.

 

In message <lEutc.4646$>, platypus

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I always fancied a Comfy Chair....

 

Fiat Multipla: Propelled by the Power of Masturbation...

 

....including posting to UKRM. Good plan.

 

Chickwheels. I've got a 1200 Trophy.

I know.

 

Booked in, but not attended to yet. No worries - what's behind doesn't
matter.

 

Make me an offer.

 

I sat on one of them, they're huge.

 

You're not wrong.

 

Heh, how do you think I recognised you the other day? It was 'the
incredible hulk'[1] nickname you used to have in your sig.

[1] referring to the bike obviously.

 

So the UKRM disco stickers on the back of the lid weren't enough, you had to
squint at the quarter-inch high slogan on the bottom of the reg plate?

Why do people only notice me when I'm bimbling along? The previous
afternoon I was on the Drifter, showing some timorous soul on a sprotsbike
how to filter at 90 on the motorway, and where was the appreciative audience
then?

 

platypus says...

Where's Nigel Eaton when you really need him?

 

But you're not the only one with mirror ball UKRM stickers though are
you? I remembered the nickname from your posting *sig* not your plate.

Now if I had known you were going to be there I could have brought that
coconut.

Heh I'd just had 10 miles of heavy filtering on the A38 due to some
cages interfacing on the M5 so I wasn't in the mood for hanging about.