Seeing stars
Apr 23, 2018
3 minutes
Steve Cooper
‘BOING’ GOES THE Suzuki Stinger tank as it makes intimate and profound contact with my ageing cranium. Any right-thinking, non-motorcycling person would now be rubbing their skull, but not me. My immediate concerns are whether the now swinging tank will come off its temporary mount; a quasi-convenient six-inch nail someone else has hammered into the joist of my garage. If the tank plummets earthwards there’s better than even’s chance it’ll hit something important before properly landing
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