We've all had them haven't we?
Mine goes back many, many, years...............to when I was 17. My mate Neil had just got a brand new Kawasaki Z250, and I was dying to have a go on it. Not having a licence, of course I couldn't ride it on the road, but he agreed to let me take it up and down the service road behind his house where the garages were.
Being shorter than a very short thing, my feet didn't reach the ground, so another mate, Ben, said he'd sit on the back in case there was an urgent need for feet down
So off I went, up the service road, big smile on my face. Got to the end, turned the bike round with no problem, and started back to where Neil and the rest of my mates were waiting.
Now, it was a lovely, sunny day, really warm. All I was wearing was jeans and a halter neck top that fastened at the back of my neck with a clip. Halfway back to Neil and the others, Ben undid the clip!
I can still remember the next moments so clearly. Neil screamed, and covered his eyes with his hands. Not because my baby feeders were flapping in the wind, but because he was convinced I would panic and bin his pride and joy.
I didn't. I just calmly rode back to where the others were waiting, stopped the bike, turned the engine off, got off, did my top back up..................and slapped Ben so hard his ear rang for the rest of the day
So while I was totally embarrassed by riding topless, I'm still proud that I managed to keep my cool and not drop Neil's bike
So that's mine. Anyone else got one they would like to share?