The confessional...........

Also hurts riding off with the kick stand down........... Not until you take a corner tho'

Back in the 60s Scooters only had a central stand, there was a phase when the cool way to depart from the curb was just wind on some revs and drop the clutch sufficiently to lift up and over on the central stand. With the more powerful scooters, it was relatively easy to be too enthusiastic and get the front wheel up in the air, then the scooter dropped back down with the central stand still in position. This usually resulted in>
1. extreme embarassment and sometimes a crash.
2. bent central stand.
 
Back in the 60s Scooters only had a central stand, there was a phase when the cool way to depart from the curb was just wind on some revs and drop the clutch sufficiently to lift up and over on the central stand. With the more powerful scooters, it was relatively easy to be too enthusiastic and get the front wheel up in the air, then the scooter dropped back down with the central stand still in position. This usually resulted in>
1. extreme embarassment and sometimes a crash.
2. bent central stand.

As I remember a very pi** ed off girlfriend who was laying in the road with her legs in the air.....not cool
 
A new Vespa, thinking I was the dog's bits! Came up to a set of lights, saw a girl who I had fancied for years so came up alongside her and stopped for the lights. She said hello, I tried my best to look the part, but forgot to remember that putting your legs on the ground when you are in a stationary position does tend to stop you falling over..................Bell end is what I thought she said, when was the last time you heard that.:o
 
Old Lambreta, third hand, with union flag painted on side panels. Third day out using it to get to work in Kennington. Rain pouring down but full of myself. Thrashing off the lights to get first to the next lot in front of cars . Traffic light changes so I rapidly apply brake. Front brake locks just as front wheel mounts the steel studs they used to use to mark out the crossing with. Bike disappears and I'm sliding across the Kennington Park Road on my backside. Eventually stop just in front of a double decker looking up at the driver. Faced with having to trudge back to the scooter in the pouring rain with all the vehicles around the intersection looking on and hooting. Got into work to find I had trashed the seat of my trousers and had blood running off the saddle and onto the side panels. Pride before a fall?
 
Almost worthy of a few hail Mary's.. I confess that I don't enjoy having anyone else onboard except for the 3 daughters and a couple of select friends. Gluten/lactose intolerarent; veggie; don't eat, insert multiple choices (so far an outstanding list..); scared of dogs (sorry tommy) et al can be dealt with forewarning... The jury is still out on the water usage....
Forgive me for I am about to sin, annoying ones will NOT get me out of bed to collect them in the dinghy at 5am as my phone will be off until a normal 7am.
Confessing absolves all, right?

On a lighter note just today I kayaked ashore, came back with shopping, got everything out and forgot to tie the damned thing up - nice swim though :)

Feel absolved, phew - night :)
 
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