OK - so we have a pet hates thread. How about Pet Likes? I'll start: That warm glow you feel when you think you have lost an important nut somewhere along the bypass , because you left it on the back footrest and then went out on the scooter - BUT SUDDENLY YOU REMEMBER you put it in the little box beside the speedo so it wouldn't get lost .
That moment when you pressure test your newly built engine and the needle does not move a mimimeter. Priceless. That moment when you re-test the advance on your ignition after tightening the rotor and it's perfect. Orgasmic. That moment when you've been gazumped at a stop sign by a girl on a harley. Her husband, on another harley sees this and gestures for you to go first (propper gent). You are on a race prepared 50 cc (70 really, but they don't know) scoot´. The guy on the harley folows you. You catch up to the girl, with husband struggling to keep up, the girl in front looks in the mirror expecting to see hubby catching her up. Does a huge double- take in the mirror before you pass her at 70-odd. I have just soiled myself....... frontside.......
Ya think?,'ped had a habit of rubbing it in if not tippy topped with motion-lotion- was climbing a hill in clapham a few months ago,cut out 500 yds. from top /500 more to top- soon as I hit a flat again,she started on her OWN.!
What a machine. I have never had that happen to me....... You must be using magic instead of spanners. Can I have some?
Back on topic: that moment when you clean a record with disc doctor and put it on. and no crackles, pops or ticks. Marmite! scarce commodity here. That moment when you come home and your other half went 15 km out of her way to get you some. That moment when you open the other cupboard and find out she bought you TWO pots of marmite. Where are those tissues?"....... Oh to hell with the tissues, let me thank you properly!
That beautiful moment,when you're necking it threw static traffic,an Mr.Leather's Yanjiuddvvhjyyhsaki an his big 750/1100,can't open the same doors & whilst they're sitting there fuming for a minute thier tanks are using more petrol than you'll probaly use in the next 2 miles of blip,blip,blaaaarp,blip. .
And also those days out on the real bike, that moment when you've egged on the little scooter guy to his cherished 70, and you're riding beside him just wondering whether to change up to 4th or to stay in 3rd up to about 90 and save the other three gears for after the bend under the bridge on the bypass which is a bit too tight at anything over 110.
Taking me old ke125 greenlaning, while all me mates laugh at it on their big ktm's. But they soon shut up when their stuck on a hill trying to push heavy f**kers as i bounce past in 2nd gear spraying cow shit in their faces with the back wheel