MotoGP

Very. And happily married. With a sprog.
And probably a bit too old for you[1].

In other words "Down, Boy!"

[1] What I mean is that she's about the same age as you,
so far too old for your taste, IYSWIM )

 

If I get *any* job, then I'll be up for that as well.

 

It does. It's a bit like touring cars vs. F1. Saying that, the 2nd
race was brilliant but I wish the big factory teams were there. IMO,
BSB is better.

 

Ah. We're in stand G I think. We're gonna cook if it's a scorcher.

 

I've been away for a while. Someone mentionned that you broke summat.
What? You okay? The bike?

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GSX1400 - 'Tarts Handbag' (tm) Bike, dead 550/4 Rat
UKRMMA#10 (KoTL), IbW#015, Bob#4, POTM#3

P.S. Remove your_head from the cab. ICQ: 83023471

 

Collar bone

Race bikes are built to be crashed.

 

"His screaming in agony was ok, it was the pitiful mewling from his
wallet which was hard to bear"

 

Simply consider that used-to-the-sun Spaniards use sun protecting
creams and think about your white northern skin.

Suggested place for a beer: Paddock Motard Bar, Av. Paralel, 92,
Barcelona. It's not the Ace Cafe, but a Valentino Rossi used to drop
himself there from time to time.

Suggested place for nice girls: Should know your budget before

If any UKRM'ers fancy a saturday morning twisties session in the
mountains of Barcelona, let me know at domenec (at) moteros ("punto")
net. The guys from fr.rec.moto enjoyed the roads and were a bit
impressed when the waiter at the restaurant explained that the list of
dishes was not to choose from, was the list of dishes to be eaten ;-)

 

On Fri, 23 Apr 2004 02:54:51 -0700, Domenex blathered on about:

[of sunny Spain]

Now /that/ sounds like my kind of gig!
:-D

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|# You don't believe me | "Experience is the worst teacher.
|That the scenery | It always gives the test first
|Could be a cold-blooded killer. | and the instruction afterward."
***** human response from wik at blueyonder dot co dot uk *****

 

After field observation of motard habits, I always wonder what they
would choose between sex and food