Pootled over to his this afternoon, whereupon we (mostly Alan - I held stuff professionally) whipped off my knackered shock and slapped on a new one.
After discovering the shock was seriously bent and that the linkage wasn't a Firestorm one - seems we'd found the cause of my fooked shock.
3 hours of taking off bodywork exhausts and badly fitting bits and it's like a new bike.
Seeing the red beasty in the metal was cool too - a seriously trick piece of kit.
Thanks man, you really are a star.
(went a bit naughty on the way home and now know the answer to the question in the post "How fast is the storm"
