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It's crying out for usd forks, but Brembo's would probably be overkill.
Wider tyres at the rear.
Flames and high-rise chopper exhausts?
And a battery, control gear and motor out of a slightly used TT Zero bike, obvs

Nothing annoyed me today but I have had my heart broken for the last time this week..no not by the Mrs, although I wish it had been but by seeing all but one of my bikes being ridden away with new owners aboard them...sad sad day....now I need a beer

tattoo wrote:Nothing annoyed me today but I have had my heart broken for the last time this week..no not by the Mrs, although I wish it had been but by seeing all but one of my bikes being ridden away with new owners aboard them...sad sad day....now I need a beer

You deserve one mate.
But which one have you kept?

The one that didn't sell, or the one you couldn't bear to part with?

The one I couldn't bare to part with..other bikes have come and gone but the VTR has been the constant..

tattoo wrote:The one I couldn't bare to part with..other bikes have come and gone but the VTR has been the constant..

Fair enough, enjoy the beer(s)

Just sat hear on the sofa catching up on what you lot have been getting up to with a cuppa .
The man dog jumps up and lays beside me ,she rests her chin on my lap and looks up at me ,let's the dirtiest smelliest fart go !!.
I'm sure she smiled before jumping down and running away like she's followed through !
I can feel my eyes burning .
Fooking hate that dog [POUTING FACE]

Maybe it's a sign of affection

Pete.L wrote:
Maybe it's a sign of affection

Of course it is. Like when my little bitch rolls in a two week dead salmon then snuggles up to me to show off her new perfume...

Mind you, fox shite is worse.

Just about to leave to arrange my Dads funeral. Odd thing. Passed over the weekend.

Stink.

He was a dispatch rider in Germany after the war, told tales of racing Jags on his Triumph and crashing into ditches. Guess where I get my hoon from...

NZSpokes wrote:Just about to leave to arrange my Dads funeral. Odd thing. Passed over the weekend.

Stink.

He was a dispatch rider in Germany after the war, told tales of racing Jags on his Triumph and crashing into ditches. Guess where I get my hoon from...

Sorry to hear that mate, hope all goes as well as it can at a time like this.

Best of luck dealing with this sad situation mate.
Sounds a real dude, your Dad.

Kev L wrote:Best of luck dealing with this sad situation mate.
Sounds a real dude, your Dad.

Cheers. He fought cancer for 22 years. And bet it. Proper hard b8stard. Heart gave out in the end.

NZSpokes wrote:

Kev L wrote:Best of luck dealing with this sad situation mate.
Sounds a real dude, your Dad.

Cheers. He fought cancer for 22 years. And bet it. Proper hard b8stard. Heart gave out in the end.

sounds like an inspirational man... RIP

Sorry for your loss NZ.

NZSpokes wrote: Guess where I get my hoon from...

Good for you, all mine left is piles and arthritis.
All the best. Hang onto the good stuff.
Pete.l

finding out I'd lost my wallet sometime yesterday while out on the bike, set off yesterday morning and first thing it was abit cold so I put my fleece over my leathers and put my wallet and phone in the pockets. Following a sprited ride to Helmsley in Yorksire I find my wallet as gone, bugger. I thought my stuff save enough in there zipped up but the wind must have pulled the zip down and sucked out my wallet, fortunately my phones remained in the pocket. So today I've been cancelling cards and trying to sort out a replacement driving licence.