Just before we were married, I took Mrs.D. to the TT (motorcycle) races at the Isle of Man.
My bike failed its MoT just before we went, so I was even more jealous of the private bikes which filled the island.
I saw a Vincent which had been completely chromed – if the guy could have chromed the tyres, I reckon he would have.
And it the only time I ever saw another bike like mine – a Steyr-Puch 175cc.
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# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:51 AM
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
