You never know what is around the corner out here. On Tuesday, it was a car that was hesitating, then moving. The driver was a very nice bloke who was a journalist. He had studied in the USA and worked in Hungary. I had the honour of paying to improve his little Corolla. Panel and paint happened the same day. Nobody was hurt - just a few scrapes and bruises on the Spider moto driver. It is not in my interests to reveal who that was.
The most fun was in the un-bending of my trusty steed. I needed it before the un-bending process could commence, so I was mounted on a crab for a bit. Then, the trick was to find the busiest fix-it place near me, and make some more new friends.
These 'fix-it-on-the-footpath' guys are good. A mama ran the show, pad in hand as she kept a running total of all the motos that have met similar experiences. Stripped down, forks straightened, plastic welding on the guards, front wheel made round again, tweak a few things. Two hours; twenty bucks.
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