An oppo of mine once lent me his Suzi SP370 while he was away on detachment.
One sunny lunchtime I took it into the local village to go to the bank. On the way back I get stopped at the traffic lights in the middle of the village.
So there I am revving this big single, thinking I look pretty cool, when suddenly the clutch cable snaps and it dumps me on my arse.
It shoots forward on it's back wheel, just missing a girl pushing a pram on the crossing. I scramble up and run to the bike but in my embarrassment and rush to get out of dodge I neglect to knock it into neutral.
As I pick it up by the handlebars I accidently roll the throttle back and it shoots off on its own again.
I can't remember how many cars were waiting for the lights to change but it must have kept everyone of those drivers highly amused.
One sunny lunchtime I took it into the local village to go to the bank. On the way back I get stopped at the traffic lights in the middle of the village.
So there I am revving this big single, thinking I look pretty cool, when suddenly the clutch cable snaps and it dumps me on my arse.
It shoots forward on it's back wheel, just missing a girl pushing a pram on the crossing. I scramble up and run to the bike but in my embarrassment and rush to get out of dodge I neglect to knock it into neutral.
As I pick it up by the handlebars I accidently roll the throttle back and it shoots off on its own again.
I can't remember how many cars were waiting for the lights to change but it must have kept everyone of those drivers highly amused.