All it took was an email from someone, mentioning their Kawasaki Z1000. And I was imagining a mild, dry summer's day, rolling along the road from Inverness to Ullapool, feeling that joyous thrill, and forgetting all about the numb fingers and the background note of terror...
I included my Belstaff suit with the BMW. It was an effort to finalise the transaction with biking, to deliver myself from it. Incidentally, I haven't heard anything from the guy who bought the bike. He should be pleased, as it was a bargain. I never make a profit selling anything on eBay, other than guitars, for which people appear to be willing to pay silly money.
But here's a thing: My first motorised two-wheel machine was a scooter, a Vespa. And Vespa have this four-stroke 250 which will do 90 mph and...it keeps your legs dry.
Hmmm. Can't - fortunately - afford it. And if I want to put myself off, I can always imagine myself on one these monstrosities...

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