LIFE AND RIDES OF A BIKER

after the first scooter incident i found myself on varios mopeds inc the super fast 50cc honda sport!!, then an old as1 125cc yam and being on a provisional licence, 3 of us decided it was time to take the plung and get a bigger bike but first we had to take the test, this was no big deal in those days you turned up with a bike less than 250cc and waited your turn till the examiner got to you,we had sold the jap bikes and got good old brit bikes but the smallest engine we had was a 350 t triumph mine,So we scuffed up the engine size # and all stood there looking as innocent as was possible, the bloke had a good look at it and asked if it was only a 250 yes we all nodded, we did the number plate reading bit and seeing as it was my bike i went first,
The examiner told me to do a figure 8 round part of the town he then pops out in different places to see how you do and give marks. after 10 minutes he stopped me and gacve me a different route and said when he popped out with his clip board held up i was to execute an emergency stop, got on the route turned a corner and started to throttle up when an ambulance came flying round the corner lights and bells going, so i pulled over to the side and threw the anchors on,Now i didnt know the examiner would pop out of the passage way at the same time and he didnt know there was an ambulance tight up my rear, so i as pulled onto the kerb he was in full swing with his clipboard , did it scare him as much as it did me i think so, but when he managed to get his breath back he told me it was the best emergency stop he had seen though he didnt like to be that close as a rule, any way i got my pink paper and the next lad went on his way, we all passed so now we could ride our bigger bikes.I believe the examiner retired shortly after that, something to do with a recuring nightmare of a boy tearing towards him on a 350 triumph.

I was just 10 ish when i got started with the biking ,i pushbiked to see a friend of mine from school,his dad had an old scooterin the yard.My friend was a want to be mechanic even at that early stage in life he knew what he wanted to be(and turned out to one hell of a mechanic when he left school)
Anyway we dragged this old heap into his dads shed and set to work on we pinched some petrol out of his old mans lawn mower, and he set to work we tried every spanner in his dads toolkit and fiddled with everything that we could fiddle with, after about an hour of mechanic work we had an engine growling at us, after much discussion it was decided i would be the first ever test crash dummy so on with some old gloves, a pair of safety type goggles and a wooly hat as a skid lid.
So here we were ready for the off we wheeled the beast outside i sat on the bit of sponge we used as a seat kicked it into life ,i selected first let out the clutch and twisted the throttle back, it shot forwad like a beast, the sponge slipped, the throttle (which we didnt look at )got stuck and i was propelled at brake neck speed towards his mum and dads rear kitchen door, i hit this with such force it shot open and parked up the kitchen units,
Now we didnt know his mum was in the kitchen baking pies, it scared the life out of her, any way she got her breath back and started beating me over the head with a large wooden spoon untill we got the beast dragged out of her kitchen (thank goodness for the wooly hat) any way we pushed the scooter back to its resting place, end of first biking experience, oh and we had to cut the lawn with a push mower because we stole the petrol from the other mower.Did it put me off motorcycle defentily not.!!!