Me and me mate went out for a scratch yesterday round the wilthsire, bristol and bath areas. Had a real good ride apart from: 1. The heat from between my legs. And thats from the engine / zorst before I get any rude comments about stds. Even at speed, it was insane. I was riding with me dragger jeans, a mesh protective jacket and a soft shell, when we stopped, I was sweating like Jimmy Saville at a kids birthday party. I know its part of owning a Pani, but I needed to dunk me swingers in a bucket of ice when I got home. 2. The amount of cagers that either: a) seem to want to try and give you a race b) choose to wash there screens just as you pull in behind c) have no idea of spacial awareness and seem to be disgusted that you overtook them or legally filtered in traffic Anyways, enough moaning, twas still a great 4 hours.
The usual cagers behaviour, you forgot no use of indicators, flick fag ash out the window while behind them, txting, on the mobile and just general being a fucking menace!!
Yup, and all of those. I know I shouldn’t expect anything less, but it’s still really frustrating. That being said, pulled up to a bird in a little A45 amg and waved at her kids in the back who were gawking and pointing, at the Bike presumably. She took off at the lights like a scalded cat. Pulled along side her and could see the kids were egging mummy on needles to say, an accidental flick of the clutch lever at the same as I sneezed and foolishly twisted the throttle, left the kids likely a little disappointed In mummies lacklustre performance.
Not during the pandemic Had a cager gob on me as I was filtering past, couldn’t do anything about it, just had to leave it dangling until I got home and burnt my jacket.
Err, with the possibility of sounding thick or uncool, what’s a cager? A car driver or a chav car driver?
