Crashing for Fun and Profit
BY Bear
clues | June 22, 2002
More musings from The Shed As I sit here in me shed, smoking a fag, sipping my 9th Japanese Slipper (mmmm ... lovely), lit by the light of a Tilley lamp [1] and generally unwinding, it strikes me that my longer, more thoughtful posts of late have been perhaps a little on the grim side, in concert with my mood these last evenings. So, for this evening, we'll move on to topics more pleasant and humorous; to whit, amusing crashes. Now, given what I had to say last night, you might think that crashing is never fun, that pain and destruction are always the outcome, but I say nay; I have witnessed, heard about, and been a part of, some total corkers, a few of which I will now relate. Some of these have been posted by me on ukrm before, but not everyone will have seen them, so I make no apologies at all for mentioning them again. Firstly; crashing from a personal perspective: a good crash (i.e. one you can walk away from with the minimum of damage to you) is also one where something amusing occurs, or where you feel somehow uplifted by what happens. darsy's note : this section was originally taken from a thread started by Bear called "Crashing for Fun and Profit". The above was his opening section, and I've split a couple of his stories out from the body of the original post, and added other contributor's follow-ups.
I Won't Ask you to do that again!
BY Salad Dodger
Les Barnes, for it was he, took his test on his TS185B. It's raining, it's autumn... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
School Disco
BY Salad Dodger
TS185, outside school "disco". Argument rages about how Barry Sheene sticks his knee out... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
It was Prince Charles fault!
BY Steve Auvache
1970 or thereabouts, he was getting invested or married or something and there was bugger all else on the tele... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
We Identified The Suspect At Close Range
BY bear
Kev was our wheelie man; he could wheelie fucking *anything*... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
The Greenhouse Effect
BY bear
Now Tim was not above lobbing one off in style himself. His finest hour came on the run up the twisty hill from Shortlands to Bromley... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Suzuki T250 and The Big Yellow Taxi
BY spacker
The seasons turn and suddenly I'm outside that restaurant again... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Off Road "Skills"
BY Salad Dodger
Quite a few of us used to hone our off-road "skills" at a disused quarry at Queendown Warren, near Detling... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
More Dog Walkers
BY Spikey Mike
Particularly shitty wet and windy weather, as only the coast can do in wintertime... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Towing Fun
BY craigers
Hmmm, going back to one's early days there are so many stories, what to choose? >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Mad Alex
BY Champ
We had a mate called Mad Alex. He was called Mad Alex because : a) his name was Alex, and b) he was mad... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Will No One Rid Me Of This Troublesome GS?
BY bear
It was, frankly, hate at first sight. I'd lobbed one 750 Turbo up the road, and lacked the finances to put it back on... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Not-so-Level Crossing
BY The Older Gentleman
Some time about 1990, I got my mitts on a full-power Kawasaki KDX125. The thing kicked out about twice the weedy 12hp that the learner-legal version developed and did nearly 90mph... >>more
clues | October 17, 2002
Saturday Night Fever
BY spacker
Puch Grand Prix and Saturday Night Fever Picture the scene... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Off Road Madness
BY JB
Not road related but still worth a laugh... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
You Want Fries With That?
BY bear
At the end of a hard Saturday chasing around the lanes, we would retire to a mate's place and watch videos... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Fencing
BY Salad Dodger
A week before my 17th birthday, the dealer delivered my TS185, simply to stop me visiting him every day to have a look at it... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Shocked!
BY Ben Sales
I've only got one [crashing story] and it wasn't me... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
You've bent it straight!
BY Champ
I'd had a crap year. I was 20, been thrown out of university, blown up my z650 dispatching ... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Hit a Wet Bit
BY Salad Dodger
Same TS185 (there's a pattern emerging), new shocks (don't know what from), down at the banks of the Medway, near Motney Hill.... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
A Tale Of Twin Inches
BY Richard Wood
I nervously turn left into the side road, then right into the entrance of the testing grounds. We park up, go inside to a room and sit down. After a few questions about common sense and road signs the fool tells me I've passed my DAS!... >>more
clues | October 17, 2002
Can You Identify The Vehicle, Sir?
BY bear
I got the call late on Friday night, having just got in from a hard day's dispatching: one of our number had had a *big* off... >>more
Clues | June 22, 2002
All Near Misses
BY Andy Wegg
Hit a catering size pizza... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Mountain Bike Woes
BY Steve P
Given my relative newness to bikes I'm sorry to report that I cannot recount any similarly amusing binning stories... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
Stolen and Recovered
BY Salad Dodger
KH250 is stolen from Gillingham station... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Which bike after passing test?
BY Salad Dodger
In anticipation of passing my test, I agree to buy a mate's 400/4. It's a minter, in burgundy, with gold striping.... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Ken's Tale
BY Christofire
Well, there's only one that springs to my mind, and as Ken's usually too busy to lurk these days I'll recount it in its full glory... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
RD200s and wheelies
BY spacker
Pretty much like any other Sunday. Nothing on telly and even less on video... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
The Ubiquitous FS1E
BY Nigel Eaton
The ubiquitous FS1E. Two day before my sixteenth birthday I'm *determined* to get my bike out... >>more
clues | June 23, 2002
Christine the Man Killer
BY Bear
I was heading over to a mate's place on the Mottingham Estate (Kent) one afternoon. Kev was a very young biker (18 or 19 to my 21 then), but the Italian bike bug had already bitten hard... >>more
clues | June 22, 2002
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