Wednesday, 29 January 2014
CAME ACROSS THIS JIGGER YESTERDAY ARVO . . . . THIS TYPE OF THING ALWAYS LEAVES ME SCRATCHING MY HEAD . . . . I MEAN, WHAT THE FUCK, THE TOP OF THE SPRINGER WAS MY SHOULDER HEIGHT, AND I'M 6'1" . . . . I GUESS STUPID'S ALWAYS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.
I don't even think this behemoth is suited to straight line travel, the springer didn't work at all and it flexed like rubber, steering head bearings were so loose it changed the rake upon braking, I could walk bent over between the forks and the downtube and could barely reach the 'bars, and I've got arms like a fucking gibbon . . . . I just don't get it and never have, even allowing for 'taste' being a subjective experience, I reckon the last dozen years of OCC and Biker Blurt Off have got a lot to answer for, either that or I just flat don't comprehend the 'new school of cool' . . . . nah, it ain't that.