My poor Mum's in hospital coz she's just had a bionic hip fitted, the weather was lovely dahn sarf yesterday, so I decides to get me bike out and pootle over to Gosport to visit Mum in Haslar. I'd been out the previous evening for a wee bimble, and had filled up on my way back. Jet garage - super unleaded - proper job (a la scrapheap challenge style-ee).
Got on the duke to go to Haslar, travelled motorway - fine. Through Gosport - fine. Halfway down Fareham Road I thinks the bike feels a bit chuggy. Open the throttle and, yup, starts to splutter and then dies. I mirror check, indicate, then coast to the pavement. Park-up, phone Grinch, give it a go at starting. Bike kicks into life, so I re-helmet and gloves and off I go. (Bear with me, I know I'm rambling).
Got about 300 yards and I feel it starting to splutter again. So I mirror check, indicate, and coast the bike towards the side of the road. I wave the impatient git behind me past, which seems to aggravate him so he revs the valves off of his corsa, lurches around me but clips the bum of my bike. Me and bike go flying, he sod's off. :rant:
No damage to the bike as crash mushrooms and bar-end weight took the bump. My shoulder and hip a bit sore, but no damage there really. Guy behind him saw what happened but only got a partial plate number. Phoned the police, reported it, but guess what? Still awaiting a call-back.
So if anyone in Fareham Road, Gosport saw this little butt-hole in a blue Corsa knock a girl off of a ducati yesterday.... don't call the police, just give the git a slap. Twice. With a closed fist. Ta muchly. :wink:
Oh, and HUGE gratefullnesses to Mark.... you star.... for coming to my rescue in Military Road, waiting with me till the troops arrived, making me laugh sooooo much, and then putting my poor baby on the low-loader for me. (And I didn't tell you about boy-corsa mate, coz I knew you'd rant and possibly chin every bloke in a blue corsa for miles around... lol). :worthy:
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Mark loading my poor baby to be chauffered home, care of Boarhunt. :cry:
