Disaster has struck.
Well, partially at least. With but a few short weeks to go before
the „off“ my lovely Triumph Sprint 955 ST has developed what
those of us in the biking world refer to as „character“, and what
everybody else calls a breakdown waiting to happen. Long, long story
involving mechanics who charge you a fortune but don't actually do
the work (aka „Theiving, lying bastards), but the crux of the
matter is, I'm not sure that I trust the Trumpet enough to ride so
far without her leaving me at the side of the road.
So without further ado
it's time to get another bike for the trip. A quick scour through
the online classifieds points me in the direction of a local garage
with an Aprilia RST 1000 Futura for sale at a decent price. An
absolubte stonker of a bike that had a sadly short lived production
run. Whilst „Italian electrics“ is an oxymoron on the same scale
as „American Intelligence“ and „Altruistic Banking“, the
Futuras were generally though of to be very reliable bikes. Also
good for me is that the dealer is throwing in a guarantee on her, so
fingers crossed she should make it without giving me too many
headaches. Yes, the instrument cluster looks like it's been ripped
out of Japanese car circa 1987 and she does have a bit of a thirst
problem compared to the Triumph, but the front lights sort of look
like a face, and if you factor in the shape of the windscreen you
might also be (fleetingly) reminded of the Ailen Queen from the Ailen
Quadrilogy (although they really should have stopped at 3) so thats
all fine by me.......
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| The new bike. |
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| I give you the 1987 Honda Accord...... |
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| See the resemblence? No? Well......screw you then.... |
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