Getting one's knee down ?

struggled to ejaculate:

Sound advice. Sadly, too late.

 

I was a docker...

 

Oh no it ain't ;-) Lift the sidecar and you can knee-down down the
road, and round corners, in both directions, for as long as you like,
till the boys in blue pick themselves up and stop laughing.

And no, I won't give you any pictures, I'm not a pratt

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Did you get my text?.

The one about meeting Tony Benn, again, and not being able to fit him
into my busy schedule?

 

<g>

Nice.

 

(Monkey) wrote

Bwaahahaha

 

Nonsense. I got both knees down at the same time in a straight line
while delivering a pizza on a Honda Vision 50 back in 1994.

 

It was a very tight chicane in the road as you come up to the
roundabout, as it says in the article.

The road surface on that bend is incredibly bad and it was only a
matter of time before someone came off.

 

Dave Swindell says...

I wouldn't call it bottling out, I'd call it knowing when something's a
fucking liability on the road. Sidecars suck arse in a major fashion.

The worst traits of a bike, coupled with the worst traits of a car.

 

Those who race them are absolute heros, imho.

 

William Grainger says...

 

William Grainger says...

 

I say to-mat-o, you say to-mar-to...

 

Andy Wegg would be the one to ask about that...

 

sweller says...

I wasn't questioning the fact that sidecar racers have balls of steel
[1], more the implication that roadgoing combinations are in any way
like racing sidecar outfits.

[1] You've got to be totally nuts to race a sidecar, as either rider or
passenger. In contrast, you have to be a thick **** to ride a
combination on the road if you are able bodied and capable of riding a
solo machine.

 

Its certainly something I'd like to do.

I'd have to learn how to pilot a road one quickly first.

 

You would say that, of course, as a self confessed wimp soloist who
bottled out after trying an outfit once, that is *ONCE*. Did you like
beer after your first pint? And your first fag? And I bet your first
screw was a disappointment, at least for her/im ;-)

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Pah! Showing your higgerance again. Nothing like a car, and absolutely
nothing like a solo bike. An entirely different experience But if
you expected it to be like a bike, or a car, that explains your bottling
out.

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Nyeagh! Get a shite old bike and fit a light scrambles sidecar - hardly
more than a frame with a wheel and a seat, and things to hang on to. Go
to a meet somewhere some time and have a really good laugh. Falling off
on soggy grass is much less painful than the road, and you learn a
heckofalot about stating alive, which you can happily apply to a road-
going outfit afterwards.

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