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| Last Month (Aug 08)
I know the SBK world super
bikes has a race at Donnington
Park this week end, unfortunatly I don't get paid until next Monday,
or I would have done my best to get there. I'll be watching live on eurosport
tv as usual.
The front brake is not as bad since I removed the caliper pistons totaly, but there is a slight touch of the pad on the disc (rotor) I don't think it's a problem, but as it seems to rubbing at one point only when the front wheel it turned, either one of the discs are warped or maybe a bit of grit got in when I replaced the discs on the wheel (a warped wheel is very unlikly but possable, also possable is wheel bearings). I'll rip them apart soon (might even replace them as well as the brake pistons. To check disc for warpage I put disc on a plate of glass and look for cracks. Think I'll replace another set of pads too. No cash until Monday, so I'll need to take another MOT test, but no problem. Thing is, if the pads are new, they will rub until bedded in. Best if I book test a few miles away this time. I've still got problems with computers but you've got new photo's of
a very nice Suzuki Hayabusa
with Nitrous, and thre's another Triumph Rocket
III 2.3ltr triple and a B.S.A. Gold
Flash from Foxys
diner, the Triumph
page, & the B.S.A.
pages
Got the long awaiting photo's on how to bleed
a hydraulic disc brake system. I'll add more when I get my new caliper
seals fitted, and I'll show why the brakes were binding
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Si (owner, and builder of this site) Bikes I've owned and maintained since 1980
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This goes out for ALL the brothers & sisters we have lost
I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store
line.
But, you didn't see me,
put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last
Sunday.
I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other
on the sidewalk.
But, you didn't see me,
playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.
>But, you didn't see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys to
the homeless.
I saw you,
stare at my long hair.
But, you didn't see me,
and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of
Love.
I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves
to those that had
none.
I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me,
cry as my children were born and have their names
written over and
in my
heart.
I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me,
going home to be with my family.
I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can
be.
But, you didn't see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into
my lane.
I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me,
pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind
me.
I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down
the road.
But, you didn't see me,
squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take
the next turn.
I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me,
get soaked to the skin so my son could have the
car to go on his
date.
I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes
of time.
But, you didn't see me,
trying to turn right.
I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane
I was in.
But, you didn't see me,
leave the road.
I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.
I saw you,
go home to your family.
But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker,.....
A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.
Anon.
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