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The 'Throbbers' are a pain in the proverbial. The one thing I have noticed from moving out of the jungle of Kamalalala Hills to the High Street of old Kamalalala town in the fcukin' noise pollution of these noisy b'stards.
Is it a penis envy thing that you have to sit at a red light revving the backside out of it for everyone to hear! I think it sounds OK as they drive along but I don't want to have it rammed in my ears in a 'look at me and my bike' kind of way by shirtless pink lobsters wearing third reich-a-like plastic helmets because there is a bit of an audience at the traffic lights!
A proper Willys Jeep, and there are a few around (left overs from something?) look the part if they have been maintained properly. Loose steering on those is all part of the fun, same with the old series 3 Land Rovers, took a minute or two for it to react to the steering! Got used to it after a while.
I am always wary of what look like new drivers in hire vehicles driving on the left for the first time. That's why I like my slightly bigger bike as I can get away from the newer drivers before they become a danger to me.
Now't wrong with fat lasses either, they need love too!
And the tall ones.................
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