I've only "laid her down" once (by choice anyway), and that was on my old Z750 softail

Through my own stupid fault I had a choice of either a 50 mph smash into the rear end of a stationary lorry or go for the kerb.

I'm still here so I must have gone for the kerb

The weird thing is, while I was sliding along on my back, I thought "At least my headlight hasn't smashed", then I immediately heard the tinkle of a headlightlight smashing. I don't know why I was concerned about the headlight, it was nothing special


Too old to die young, too ugly to leave a good looking corpse