Do you feel lucky? The sky is blue, and the road is dry, you’re out for a run on your 2×1, aka, the bike. Then, behind you, he appears, as if out of nowhere. It’s a copper on his bike. Point-less trying to shake him off, you correctly guess that he’ll be a better rider […]
I learned to ride on the flat roads around Lincolnshire in the early 80’s and passed my test in August 1988. The test was a very simple figure of eight around the Grantham streets and an emergency stopping exercise. My first ‘proper’ motorcycle was a Yamaha TZ 250 in a very un-PC Camel cigarettes paint […]