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Wow. Holy shit the bed! Well done you. l love it when deals like that happen to proper folk. Yes it would be a shame to mod it. But I wouldn’t...
Anyone still looking for an MK11 swing arm? I’m just about to list mine on flea bay.
Seem to remember when I swapped mine over to a MK2 average condition was £350 clean undamaged £450. Yep you don’t see many on eBay these days. So...
Got the offer of a last minute discounted day from a mate. So heading to Donnington to sweat myself a nappy rash. Anyone else booked on the July...
Garage 3!
Cheers chaps. Oh yeah, fuck it, straight back in advanced group.
Well after two years of shit n carnage. It’s time to decide if this trackday thing is still enough fun for the cost? I haven’t sat on a bike for...
Greetings strangers. It’s been quite awhile since I was last here. How are we all doing? Sev is correct. I did the 749 big bore conversion as...
I couldn’t find the right size so did the DIY thing[ATTACH][ATTACH]
Nope. Not anymore. Got the Duc and an Rs250 Aprilia track day bike.
I need to make a tough decision! I’m considering selling up and jacking in the track day thing. I seem to have lost the lust to ride (bikes)! I...
It’s been a while since I was last active on here or on the 924. So here it is. [ATTACH]
Just found this poor bugger on the tube [MEDIA]
[ATTACH] This is Ray the Hungarian Vizsla. Or as we call him. “Bat Dog”
I’ve just read in the Guardian that Dwarfism is a growing problem.
After 6 weeks with Ray. He’s growing at a startling rate. But he’s smart and adorable. His training is coming on great, he walks to heal really...
Skoda superb? I’ve got one. Very well equipped, drive nicely goes well enough and has a DSG box. And sensible money. Just not the badge appeal.
It was a bomb! What kind of bomb? The exploding kind!
New to the team. Ray the Hungarian Vizsla. [ATTACH][ATTACH] He’s got a strange love of ice cubes.
Most of my brews go into Corny kegs so beers always on tap, and I usually rack to a secondary to dry hop and condition. So there’s no chance of...