I've been out of the game for a while but I guess Tim must have bought and sold you another CRF230, 'cause the one I sold him was a shocker.
You should have held out for SuperC to sell his - what a work of art that bike is. Bit like Munch's The Scream
Ming, the "shocker" you refer to is, of course, SuperC's unmaintained, unwashed but cardinally loved 230, whereas Mark is the proud owner of our lovingly maintained, if occasionally dropped, example.
Welcome aboard Mark I'll ask FBF nicely if he'll give you access to the interesting stuff.
-- Edited by Tim on Wednesday 29th of April 2015 10:24:10 PM
Oddly Sober wrote:Tim, I think now about when you use the word "cardinally" in your message above. Maybe, I think, this word does not mean what you think it means.
Maybe not Pete as I'm tragically undereducated. What I meant was that he is on more than friendly terms with the tail pipe.
That's it I challenge you to a fence fight Tim, my uber gay mate in Antipodes would be appalled to think the exhuast of tail pipe of his in no way maintained CRF could be imagined to circumvent and engulf his manhood.
Ps Tim ....You tap a fence and I tap a fence n a fence fight is satisfied... We could duel ?
Despite the insanity I think the mighty CRf lady boy sheep bothering machine may have gone to a good home. I hope so it's had a good life to date.
