Saturday, October 10, 2015

When my Kawasaki tips over

I'm lying in the grass behind the woodshed. My Ninja 500 is lying on top of me.

It's a very pleasant autumn day; blue skies, the horizon festooned with leafs of many changing colours and all that shit...

But I'm flat out on the ground and there's a fucking motorcycle on top of me.

I thought I'd give that Ninja 500 a good wring-out before putting her away for the winter.

Obviously the Ninja had other ideas...

I am so glad I don't own a 1000 pound Harley!

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