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Shaun on his track day at Donnington, knee down at Redgate on a CBR600, "Fuckit, it's not mine!!"
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Age:
30 ish
Job: Professional Turd Polisher and Male Stripper Fav Food: Bacardi outstanding achievement: Classic "failed to negotiate" incident on the way to Ripon, straight up a farm track stopping 3 ft from the farmers door. was bitterly disappointed when nobody stopped to see if he was ok, hey, you got to take every advantage. classic quote: Anyone got any toilet paper? (see above)
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Unfortunate
incident:
Getting a puncture outside a certain well known motorcycle shop. Now some
people would say this was good fortune but unfortunately the puncture was
on the centerline and the shop owner (who apparently went to school with
Jesus) refused to repair it or even refit the tyre explaining that it must
have a new one. On claiming poverty and, doing the Nelly the Elephant
impersonation to prove it, the aforementioned shop owner took pity on our
Hero and rooted through his skip, a search which yielded a suitable tyre
which was duly fitted. Then the bombshell. That'll be £10 and VAT please,
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 Is
she or isn't she using Harmony?
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Interesting
fact #1. The weight loss from a bloody good crap is worth an extra 5
bhp on the road