The van was in for an MOT, so smart arse thought he'd put the bike in the van to ride home and save time.. I had to collect my daughter from work with the other car AND get back in time to give it to Sue so she could get to the docs for 9:45 - get the picture? Yeah I was rushed!
So, arrived late at garage dropped the keys off - rolled the bike out, started it and put my gloves on blah blah.. Rode off the forecourt and almost as soon as I hit the tarmac the rear tyre slipped out to the left as though I was riding on fuhcking soap..! It swung back round to the right and finally hit the deck on it's LHS. I remember performing a very graceful arc over the bike followed by an equally athletic shoulder roll which allowed me to spring lithely back to by feet. I expleted quite a lot as I picked the bike up and started it. A slightly more careful ride home ensued.
A cursory glance showed a very minor scrape to the bottom of the forkleg, a nice bright addition to the gouges the PO left on the LH engine case for me and a slightly bent clutch lever. I was very thankful not to have fukked up the can and to have escaped with bodywork unscathed. The only real damage was to my pride as all of this happened at about 5mph...
Job for the weekend: Fit the crash-bungs I've had on my shelf for the last 18 months...
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Cold tyres, 1C and greasy road... bollocks!
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