Beauty maybe somewhere in the eye of the beholder but there are so many fuck ugly attempts at "chopper" on ebay at the moment I am tempted to post a "rogues gallery" blog. Instead here is a Z650 hardtail I am not going to bid on. Really nice lines but its a bit.. how should I put it?
Err.. .. RED!
Still I have a feeling that if I saw this up close in real life it could tempt me as there is a lot to like here. Footrests and handlebars in a normal rideable position for UK roads, forks at a sensible angle and nice low horizontal frame rails (is there a word for them in chopperspeak? fuck knows)... Good job it is in Kent and not quite just round the corner.
***UPDATE***
Well it turns out it is actually me who is barking after all cos I bought it. Bizzare. It wasn't really a decision so much as a realization. I was just staring at it for a coupla days and it dawned on me that I was going to try and buy it. Turned out the auction was half way through the Engerland game which was a relief. My neighbour in whose house I was watching it (an ex motorcycle instructor with a CBR1000 decomposing in the carpark) said
"Watching England is like having six inch nails hammered into your head in slow motion."
We lost and I won! Scoring in the first ten minutes of the second half I was running round with my shirt over my head, doing Roger Miller dances, the lot. Fuck Engerland. No, I will qualify that- commiserations to the guys who made it to the pitch and their support staff, fuck everyone else.
No indicators, no back suspension, no front mudguard- What the hell have I done?
I haven't picked it up yet and it needs Tax and MOT. I am shitting myself. I don't think I am going to ride it very much. I just wanted to own one. I have wanted to own one since I was a spotty eleven year old Motörhead fan. I have been sporadically blogging about them for a year, clicking through ebay in an OCD haze. I suppose I must have thought it was a bit dirty wanking over other peoples motorbikes, so now I can wank over one of my own.
The guy who is selling it has had it for ten years. He loves it, but as in the case of a lot of Jap choppers on ebay I am sure- he has traded up for a Harley. Is that what will happen to me in ten years? I fucking hate Harleys!
One good thing about buying something like this on ebay is that when I see it I can say Wow! as the price has already been agreed by auction. Not every chop has the gift of looking shit hot from every angle- check this out.
Have I missed any out? I am looking forward to Saturday. This song is for me!
9 comments:
This is great! I wish I was there to go for a ride too! :)
oowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Faith No More's rockingest tune ever...
Hopefully Naomi will be able to deep-tissue massage your back muscles and spine back into relative health after every time you take the goddam thing out for a spin... Look out for speed bumps and potholes... look out for little pebbles or 2p coins lying in the road, for that matter...
;-)
...and enjoy your new bike, sah!
Oh and it doesn't seem to have mirrors either...
I thought I saw one in some of the photographs..
No mirrors?? No back suspension?? You gonna need more than a massage, you gonna need a bit of physical realignment or a coffin if you're not careful, bro. She's a beaut, tho.
ps
word verification to post my comment here this time is 'ackbareb' - anagram of bareback!
Divination by word verification test has superseded the I Ching or the entrails of a sacrificial animal
It's about farking time.
What's wrong with red? You were red once, until you turned green, or was it green until you turned red?
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