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I had one of these http://www.bsa-brian.fsnet.co.uk/bsa_su ... tcard_.JPG I couldn't afford a lambretta. Yes, that is me on the scooter, mine looked much smarter as I removed all the bodywork. Cool or what. I used to fall off it a great deal, mostly on corners.
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digger wrote:I don’t know the answer to that coop old boy, but back in little England in the late 60’s I know if you didn’t have a lammy then forget it! but you’d be ok if you wore a parka and at least one of your friends rode a lammy …. and all the nice girls loved you
Still not sure where I'ed fit in.........I'ed never date a "nice girl".
Oh no Cowboy, aren't they like armchairs for old guys? Am I treading on dangerous ground now?
"Vespa" means "wasp" in Portuguese and Italian...is that of any relevance?
Hmmm...perhaps the horse might be the best option. I met a girl recently, who travelled as passenger on her boyfriend's Harley from England to the Algarve. She had to stop and buy a big, soft cushion in France cos her derriere got a trifle sore!!!
"Vespa" means "wasp" in Portuguese and Italian...is that of any relevance?
Hmmm...perhaps the horse might be the best option. I met a girl recently, who travelled as passenger on her boyfriend's Harley from England to the Algarve. She had to stop and buy a big, soft cushion in France cos her derriere got a trifle sore!!!
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Before I go to beddy byes...
that cousin of mine (the pensioner with oomph
) who wizzes 'sur le continent' on his Harley....
you'd never guess what he has written above his no.plate at rear?
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Bruxhy I'm sure I'd need a big cushion like your friend....my derriere is getting bit tender in middle-age!..maybe comfort is taking priority over excitement..
oh lord..I hope not..
Maybe I do need that 'armchair on wheels'
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or d'you happen to have a nice cosy saddle Coop?
that cousin of mine (the pensioner with oomph
you'd never guess what he has written above his no.plate at rear?
oh lord..I hope not..
Maybe I do need that 'armchair on wheels'
or d'you happen to have a nice cosy saddle Coop?
Bruxinha wrote:Oh no Cowboy, aren't they like armchairs for old guys? Am I treading on dangerous ground now?
"Vespa" means "wasp" in Portuguese and Italian...is that of any relevance?
Hmmm...perhaps the horse might be the best option. I met a girl recently, who travelled as passenger on her boyfriend's Harley from England to the Algarve. She had to stop and buy a big, soft cushion in France cos her derriere got a trifle sore!!!
I rest my case.I met a girl recently, who travelled as passenger on her boyfriend's Harley from England to the Algarve. She had to stop and buy a big, soft cushion in France cos her derriere got a trifle sore
Harleys will pound your butt....
(gives new meaning to "No Butt, No Putt"....)
Gold Wings won't.
And you don't have to carry a full tool kit with you to get around the block.
Or, as I once wrote on the bathroom wall at Beverley's (a local Harley bar in Austin)
"Harleys will score you chicks, but Hondas will get them home"
(I left right after I wrote that)
Harleys have a great image, (and a wonderful sound like no other), but you can get beat up on on a road trip on a Harley....
If I had a Harley, I'ed use it to pick up chicks.....
If I wanted to go on road trip, I'ed use a Gold Wing.
Ah yes, the Harley sound....nothing like it in the world.Bruxinha wrote:Point taken Cowboy![]()
I have an English mate here, who says Harleys are just tractor engines and can only go in straight lines. I am sure he is right but the sound of those big machines...nothing quite like it
You could start up a dozen bikes, and if one of them is a Harley, you could easily pick it out blindfolded just by the sound.
This is how a Harley gets that sound......
http://auto.howstuffworks.com/question325.htm
The problem is that an engine designed that way produces a LOT of vibration...that is why it is helpful to know how to work on a Harley.....the moter literaly shakes it's self apart.



