01-09-15, 10:06 PM
It was a really hot day in North Devon. A friend and I had just thrashed our FireBlades along the A39 Atlantic highway. Feeling totally exhilarated we popped into a pub in Westward Ho! A quick pint of wife beater and we got into a great chat with the landlord who then gave us a pint on the house. Afterwards I was feeling just a little bit giddy, dehydration and the beer went to my head. As I was a half a mile from where we were staying we rode the bikes. I was in front going along the one way street and looking in my mirrors looking for my mate. Suddenly the car I was behind stopped. I was doing about 10 mph but the awesome Blade brakes stopped the bike on a six pence causing a completely verticle stoppie. I thought I was going to go right over but the bike reach its zenith and held itself there for a few seconds, the the steering realised it still worked and dropped over on its side pinning me underneath. The peeps in the car were out in a flash but my mate popped his side stand down and just about managed to get off before rolling on the floor laughing his head off.
Fairing cracked and scratched was the only damage thankfully and a lesson learnt. What a dick head.
Fairing cracked and scratched was the only damage thankfully and a lesson learnt. What a dick head.