30-07-17, 09:12 AM
(30-07-17, 07:23 AM)Frosties link Wrote: My route out of town in the mornings involves a fairly tight T - junction which at 5.30am never has any traffic coming from the left (one way)........until one one morning. I was on the mighty Tiger and at 2-3mph had to stop when seeing the car with a slight turn on the bars. Foot went down straight onto a plastic bag and the big brute and the Tiger went down slowly and gracefully like the Titanic. Really pissed off with myself I heaved it slowly back up and threw it straight over onto the other side having forgotten to put the side stand down. Even at 5.30am you just know someone was wetting themselves behind a curtain......
This story has been told before:
Had my Fazer just a few weeks, after being away from motorcycles about 30 odd years.
,Pulled up at a T Junction (Rural area) slightly uphill my turn was to the right had stopped and noticed a lady jogger approaching from my right, being a gentleman I waved her across in front of me, not wishing to interrupt her fitness regime, and also wishing to check out her arse in those very tight skimpy black leggings, she smiled and jogged across in front of me, bars to the right head and body cranked as far left as it is possible, slowly but surely the bike fell to the right dragging me right over the top of the bike and I ended up laying on my back on the other side of the bike, right hand still gripped around the throttle, stalled engine thankfully.
The jogger came running back after hearing the crash as I went down and she helped me get the bike back up right again she asked me if I was alright and was there anything she could do? I kept my mouth shut :lol