I have been putting off posting this because I was more than a little angry and thought it may just turn into a tirade salad with extra swearing on the side.
During this Storm Doris thing, my bike was outside on its centre stand with my car and my Father in Laws car on either side.
Well, my FIL had to get his car off the drive so he moved my car, moved his own, then didn't put my car back on the drive into the position where it would be sheltering the Fazer from the worst of the gusts. You can see where this is going cant you. He went back into the house and was happily watching Cash in the Attic,. or some other crappy daytime show and he heard a crunch from outside. When he got up and looked through the window, my Fazer 1000 was on the floor and leaking petrol. He went out and picked it up then phoned the wife and reported no real damage, the crash bungs did their job. Not completely they didn't, they didn't save my top fairing.
It will fibreglass back up, and once sprayed it will look crap and fibre glassed, instead of crap and broken. The bike is still where he left it, on its side stand with a lump of wood bracing it against a wall, on a virtual Naughty Step.
I will take some photos of it tomorrow so you can see the full disappointing effect, I haven't even been able to bring myself to photo it yet. It also tore a big hole in the infill panel and broke off the lugs, I'm fuc**ng gutted. Ah well, almost made it to the end without swearing too badly.
Topic: Gutted, bloody Doris. (Read 1784 times)
