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I'm lying in the grass behind the woodshed. My Ninja 500 is lying on top of me.
It's a very pleasant autumn day; blue skies, the horizon festooned with leaves of many changing colours and all that shit…
But I'm flat out on the ground and there's a fucking motorcycle on top of me.
I thought I'd give that Ninja 500 a good wring-out before putting her away for the winter.
Obviously the Ninja had other ideas…
I am so glad I don't own a 700 pound Harley!