Leaderboard

My mate rebuilt an old Triumph in his flat's single bedroom. When he moved to a house with a very old very small prefab garage he put his Jaguar in the garage and that stuck out the front so the doors were at 45 degrees open. The Triumph had turned out to be too big to get round the corners of his flat and stair landings so we had just removed the entire front end, forks, handlebar and front wheel all in one piece and taken it down the stairs in two parts. The front end he carefully propped up in his new front porch against the side window. The first time he opened the front door of the porch with a bit of gusto he pushed the handlebar grip right through the glass of the side window. He put the bike back together and stuck it in his kitchen to keep it safe. That bloke's wife was a bloody saint!!

Read it and weap none of you are doing the same weak y;all are, this girl lived through the Great Depression she thinks most of you all are SOFT! LG's agrees, pillow bitters!

Back in the late 80's i had a VFR750 and was having a few problems with it cutting out at random times but it would always get going again, after spending a lot of time trying to find the fault i came to the conclusion it was the CDI but wasn't wiling to spend money i didn't have on something i wasn't 100%sure about so carried on riding it. Anyhow i was riding down to ogmore when the thing cut out but this time it wouldn't restart. so ended up walking miles to a payphone to phone my mate who then had to hire a van off someone he knew to come and get me. The next day after getting it home i tried to start it but it still didn't want to know so started to strip it down, when i went to remove the tank i though hold on this is light, no it cant be i put it back on turned the fuel tap to reserve and the fucking thing fired up my mate then told every fucker

Happy birthday to your mum. The Great Depression!..... commonly called @Tym,s birth and childhood years!.

Hedge.

I see a Quangjong 400 in your future.

I got too many to individually recount from the years 71-73......around 20+ unscheduled dismounts. I hit Slaughter House gates, garage doors, backs of cars, sides of cars, even went under cars. Went through Indian restaurant windows and landed on tables, hit traffic light poles, trees, barriers, and of course there multiple wheelies that went wrong! I came off the back, off the side, and even over the bars. I wanted to cover all the bases. I was truly the Dave Croxford of street riding! Crox raced from 1962 to 1976, crashing no less than 223 times, without breaking a single bone, at a time when Armco was everywhere and body armour was something you found in the Tower of London. No wonder fans called him Rubber Bones. Many of Croxford’s tumbles were comedy events, in retrospect, at least. “I crashed at Brands while battling with Bazza (Sheene)… I was sliding along on my arse waving at him, and he was waving back.” Or his only TT crash, “This bloody great big pig comes out and it’s running alongside me…”. Such were the stresses of racing that Crockers sometimes prepared himself for action with a swift one or two in the paddock bar. “You’d have a couple of pints of Guinness and go out. You could do that in them days, it was real good fun!”

My turn. XL250s, pulled a wheelie at the end of pulling away on a junction but still had some momentum in the bike and ended up on my righthand side in a lump. Same bike after a morning out off road. Hit the back brake to skid the rear to go into my driveway. Bike does another 90 degs more than I expected and my left leg is stretched as far as it'll go, on the floor in front of many neighbours. DRZ, wheelie away front the middle of two lanes of traffic on a roundabout only to hit the floor as the front tyre never got to grip the road as it came down. Both lanes of said traffic laughing as they drove passed. My shoulder hurt for months after that one.

I'll be sticking with my ZRXs

Revving my brothers RD400 at the traffic lights on the high street, couple of girls sitting on a bench infront of the library watching and me trying to impress. Lights change and I kick the bike forward and bang, forgot to put it in gear.

Im not a RC priest, im not exempt from the rules....next....i did say almost no, just saying...

Bruce says bubble bubble

I never fell off a bike, and have no plans to do otherwise Off tarmac doesn't count, obviously...

If that doest work her stick will! lol We have a code, two wacks means get going!

Yeah but the Tiger is high-end triumph with dreamy suspension and traction control tech. The Trident is the consolation prize that Triumph made for the people who can't afford a Triumph. Don't do that to yourself.

after owning the 650 for a while i decided to take off all the safety switches that would stop it from working if damaged off road, so it was off with the clutch and side stand switch. The next day i was in the petrol station after filling i like to start the bike so it runs when i get my gear back on, I pressed the starter button and the bloody thing was in gear with no safety switches now fitted it drove itself off the side stand and landed on the floor it was up and and i was out of there before anyone could ask if i needed hand

If you buy me this. almost no questions asked.. .

The only thing I see in my future is a new (or newer ) DR650, I certainly won't be going for anything bigger. If Honda hadn't put that shit engine in the CRF450L then that might have been the holy grail

Here's one that I bet none of you have ever done? When I had my Bonneville one of my mates needed a lift to work, which was a fair bit out of my way. Anyway, I picked him up and we set off onto a short stretch of motorway. The bike started spluttering, so I went to switch it onto reserve........bollocks!! Yep, it was already switched to reserve, I'd forgotten to put it back onto main when I refuelled the last time! Still, we had a nice walk to try to find a filling station and a can to put some fuel in!

Im sure you'd actually prefer and 29"er after your tales of dago midgets in far away holes in the ground

I put the handlebar of my DT400 right through the bedroom window in 1977.......we were living with the first wife in a grotty one bed ground floor flat then. She wasn't happy.......but then, she never was happy. Maybe that's why she threw all my clothes and possessions up the driveway 5 years later. Some females never take being given the red card in a sporting manner.

All mine were 71-73 except for the big one in Feb 1978 when I got thrown off a GT750 at 110 with a tank slapper. Got up and walked away from that as well.......all I've ever had is a few scrapes! My Guardian Angel has looked after me!

Things could have been different if you'd been on part worn DeathWings!

That's another one Mandi did but in a petrol station on our way to the tunnel for France. She nearly deafened me over the intercom as she was falling. No harm done luckily.

Not me, but a mate of mine back in the day, picked up his brand new Suzuki GT550 and rode it to our usual Friday night bike meeting place. The place was pretty crowded when he arrived, so he made his grand entrance on his new bike. When he stopped he went to put his foot down, but his jeans leg got caught on the footpeg and in slow-motion over he went, to a large cheer from the assembled crowd. We went across and helped him up, once we stopped laughing. He wanted to leave straight away, but we persuaded him to stay.

As a serial bike changer it's difficult for me to stick with one bike for any length of time.....you may have noticed? Problem is that I'm limited to what I can buy now due to my age......a heavy machine just wouldn't be a realistic choice. Plus, they don't make bikes that appeal to me like they used to......they're all this Judge Dredd weird styling now! So......where do I go from here if I decide to sell the Beemer? Remember that It must be light and have a minimum of 19" front wheel. In my case I see only two options in my future......CB500X or CRF300L. But neither of those really grab me as such......it's more a case of trying to make the best of it. So what's in your future?

I hope you and @Six30 have a fabulous marriage.

I can only recall having 7 unscheduled discounts in my 18 years on bikes and 2 crashes in a car both just small bumps

A mate of mine did that in the early 70's with a Lambretta!

I’ll stick with what I have.

Top contender right here!

OMG that's what I need to read next! I love Lemmy, what a fucking legend. I've been reading Debbie Harry's autobiography and it's boring me to death, girl can't tell a story.

Good choice, iconic bike.

Mercedes Sprinter perhaps?

I'll be changing the Honda soon I think. I like the look of the new Triumph Tiger 660, but also the Trident 660. The Trident is a bit different and is lighter than the Tiger, so..........

I don’t need more power off road and the Himalayan will do almost everything I need but………….I’d prefer a 600 on road and there’s the dilemma because ideally I’d have another XR650L but they were never imported into Spain and so I’ve no chance of getting one over here. That leaves a much smaller choice but if I can squeeze a bit of cash out of our house sale then I’d love another KTM690 Enduro R. With a different power modes it was manageable on the dirt with my meagre skills and plenty quick enough on road. The only thing I’d change is the truly awful seat………….

Very poor fueling making it hard work to ride and needs money spent on it to get it to run right, it's also got low service intervals and needs rebuilding after 20000 miles if you go by the book and a £10000 price tag when it came out

They can't make a holy grail bike, the game would be over

I'll never sell my current GS. Having said that, there might be space in the garage in a medium term future for another bike. Something with a little more flare like a MVAgusta or a Ducati? Another GS, or an RT for a perfect cross europe tour, or maybe a naked sportier bike? Who knows?

The only times I started the bike, put it into gear and the engine cut out because the side stand was still down was at bike meets with an audience watching! I never did that at any other time. You could see them thinking "twat!".

I was looking for a new gauge for my air line when i came across the last line on this. looks like women are still having trouble pumping their tyres up i think ill get product A