I can't believe what I've done and feel it only right to make a confession
Before I tell you, don't go thinking bad of me. remember it's me telling you ok.
Sooo, here goes.
I went out on the bike yesterday with a few mates and accidently, by accident, not my idea, called into a bike shop in Chesterfield.
Now I can't even think what this den of temptation is called, but for it to be by a busy road with it's harlots, yes harlots draped in their Gordy colours, sexy smooth lines and oh so come ether seducing bodies on open display in the windows beggars belief!!!
being a naive soul I found myself drawn, like a lamb to the slaughter into this Sodom and gormorrah of speed and yes, I am ashamed to say I lowered myself into some of the motorcycle jezebels there in.
Oooh cheap as chips they are 'take me away and do your worse with me for only £7500' coos the ZX6's more, shall we say ridden models for as little as £3000. How can mere flesh and blood resist!! Damn you japan
I'm sorry Mr. Harley and to you too Mr. Davidson I didn't know what I was doing.
I feel dirty so very dirty
might have to get one though