phone rings.. its RWC guy
( 2 hr have now past due to a mad dash to RWC guy cause bike wont run...
)Got a call from RWC guy bike wont run..it's shit he says.. I emit a few expletives and say I'm on my way.. I grab the 5 lt jerry can and head full pace to the bike .. add fuel Say nothing to B****d RWC guy .. turn to prime wait eyes skyward ..fires up first go nothing no missing no nuttin'.. I give him "" Die You B*****D stare" He says OK will it idle..she does.. he grabs helmet and is off... Waiting Waiting 5 mins.. Steve calls ..whats happening .. I tell him.. I'm sweating ..praying please please.. 10 mins ..OK now it's freaky ..he's crashed ..blown up or she's died again... there he is .. fart bubble pop brrraaattt.. OMFG Now What..
.. She's a pile of shit he says..it rides OK Just wont run... AAaaaarrgghh.. He gets Off muttering something about More money for extra lookies.. and the left blinker not going... Wire popped out easy fix ..done.. OK Prime..fireup ..she's revving like a nutta ..what what what.. calm..Choke why is the choke on..no wonder it's running rough.. choke off revs drop fuel on.. smooth as silk ..blat blat..vroom I jump on..fly out the drive blast around the short block ( Ooooppps No helmet) come flying in the drive.. What da F*#K is going on Pete I cant find anything wrong... Just get on it ride and round the block don't touch anything come back and sign THE F*#KIN' RWC.. please ... so he goes ..I lay on the boot of SWWBO car.. trying to breathe as calmly as I can ..releasing all tension.. searching for option 2 should this not happen.. 2 mins he's back she's singin' he blips and blips the throttle ..nice.. he gets off the bike and .............We now have a RWC.. Rego tomorrow... Riding Wednesday .....
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