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very expensive and totally unnecessary

#1 Post by fatboy » Fri Apr 26, 2019 3:33 pm

So I bought it !
A carbon fibre rear hugger for the RC8 !
Looks proper sexy, as do the polished stainless engine and fairing bolts :smt002
One day I will get round to posting pics up
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#2 Post by mangocrazy » Sat Apr 27, 2019 9:19 am

Some things just have to be done... :smt003

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#3 Post by Greg » Sat Apr 27, 2019 5:33 pm

Well,

Today this arrived... 75 notes delivered, and it's fooking ace!



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#4 Post by fatboy » Sat Apr 27, 2019 6:06 pm

mangocrazy wrote:Some things just have to be done... :smt003
Yes Graham :smt004
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#5 Post by fatboy » Sat Apr 27, 2019 6:11 pm

Greg, that looks very necessary and very good value for 75 notes (old skool ).
Not decadent like my purchase so you owe me a beer but if you tell what it is for then I owe you a beer, deal ?
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#6 Post by Greg » Sat Apr 27, 2019 6:28 pm

If decadent is the definition of buying something shiny and new to replace something dull and mundane even though the dull and mundane thing still works perfectly well, then yes it's a decadent purchase.

It's going on the front of this ..


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#7 Post by Greg » Sat Apr 27, 2019 6:51 pm

.... and yes, I know I have to - ermmmm - adjust the LH lower pipe bracket. It came like that from the Jolly Moto factory. The mounting is about 5mm too 'short' which means that the pipe is high, enough for the bottom run of the chain to drag over the pipe.. Tig time!

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#8 Post by fatboy » Sun Apr 28, 2019 7:14 pm

Greg, that is a shit load of decadence there, nice one mate, you are clearly bonkers :smt002
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#9 Post by Greg » Sun Apr 28, 2019 9:12 pm

There's a long story attached to this, happily I have a 150g bag of jalopeno cheese Walkers and a can of Boddington's so I will tell all...

I have a rolling restoration - still rolling, still under restoration - 944 Cab, which has been in process for the last 5 years or so. It's like the Forth Bridge and always needs something doing to it. Anyway, from the day that I persuaded my local Porsche indy to stop cannibalising it for spares for his own Cab and sell it to me to the day that it was MOT'd and basically OK to drive was two years. I did 99% of the resto work myself, - welding sills, replacing suspension, overhauling the engine, replacing the hood.. blablabla.... I even gave it a memorably shit paintjob (never buy 5L tins of paint fro Ebay!) in what was supposed to be a satin grey but turned out to be battleship green shit. Notwithstanding that, it was my car, my effort and I was as proud of it as a dog with two dicks. The wife wasn't really convinced and baulked at the idea of going on holiday in it, but I said "We are not taking the T fucking 5!" and after the weekend I'd finished it we were booked on the Barfleur headed for France.
Like a trooper the car performed almost faultlessly - just a little juddery from a worn out carbon track on the mechanical airflow sensor that was thought of as leading edge stuff in 1990 ...

I digress ... So, the summer holiday was a resounding success, and I'd been using the old sausage just about every day. Whilst tootling through my sleepy old home town of Wimborne one day I could hear this fucking horrible "boom-boom.boooomp" from some wanker's car behind me. We were all young once and I remember trying to do the same (and in retrospect failing miserably) with a Harry Moss booster/equaliser plumbed into the shit radio in my old firm's Escort van, but this wanker was in a new Polo and his shitty rap shit was making my ears bleed so I thought I'd sick to less than the 20mph limit through town. This generated much shouting and gesticulation from the over-entitled little fuck behind me so I thought I'd maybe slow down a little more and let an old lady who was laden with shopping bags cross the road.. Even more arse-ishness ensued from the little prick so I stopped the car completely, but as my central locking was playing up a bit my exit from the car didn't take place as planned. I thought twice about getting out and having a chat so decided to jog on a bit. As I was going round the bend on the High Street just by the Minster there was this time old boy trying to cross the road, so being the chivalrous gent that I am I decided to stop and let him cross too.

What I was unaware of however, was that the young man behind me had decided to demonstrate his driving ability to all the pedestrians who were standing on the kerb gawping at him. As he came round the corner he'd decided to engage in a rather one-sided but shouty conversation with them too and telling them all in his most polite 'received english' (I believe he was a Canford School pupil) that they were all old fuckers and showing them which of his fingers they could spin on... Unfortunately he hadn't read the instalment of the Highway Code about not driving too fast when you couldn't see round a corner, and as he was looking out of his side window rather than straight on he ran right into the back of me as I waited for Uncle Fred.

The poor boy didn't quite know what to do, so he shouted a bit more, told me that it was a good job my Porsche .." at least it wasn't a good one!" and then phone his daddy to ask what to do next. Daddy went on to explain that Aaron had only had the car a few weeks, and that he'd like to sort out the damage with a cash payment on account of it not being 'beneficial' for his insurance. I explained to Daddy just how much of an arrogant prick his little boy had been and he said that he'd really like to be able to sort everything out and "could we talk again tomorrow after I've spoken to my son..?"

Now, we all try to be reasonable and understanding don't we? So I agreed, but as a precaution had also taken names and addresses of everybody who'd seen what had happened - and there were plenty as a result of Aaron's somewhat direct pre-impact approach to explaining to them just how expansive his driving skills were.. So, the next day I waited for Daddy's call, but heard nothing, so later in the afternoon I called him to be quite perfunctorily told that they were just enjoying their dinner and that he'd call later. Well, it came as no surprise that in fact Daddy didn't call, but what was strange was the peculiar sensation of pins and needles I was feeling in the fingers of my right hand... "Oh!" thought I, "that's most odd... " and phoned the Doctor to be told that these were classic symptoms of whiplash.

Of course from that point I had to take proper medical advice, which meant unfortunately that I'd have to speak to my insurance company. They were really helpful, and helped me with some physio, and they also sent a very nice gent to look at my car. The very nice gent actually turned to be an opportunistic cunt who tried to write my car off with a final payment of £600.00. I of course politely refused, and explained that the car was actually worth significantly more than that - and also that he really knew that all the time - and that I would actually accept a contribution towards repairs of £1600.00. I was quite surprised at how quickly he said 'Yes' but I wasn't going to be greedy so we agreed. Unfortunately he didn't realise that I'd already found a replacement rear bumper on Eblag for £75.00, and that I'd managed to fabricobble some new mounting brackets to accommodate the minor dent in the rear valence. I felt a little guilty about that, but it soon passed. Then when my physio programme was over the nice insurance company insisted that I take even more money as compensation for my pain and inconvenience - well, it would have been churlish of me to have refused that after all the trouble they'd gone to, so I reluctantly accepted their money.

Anyway - back to the RG ... during the previous few months I'd hooked up - through the magic of FarceBok - with a guy I'd known superficially back when I was 17. He now is the owner of an outfit called Side Rock Cycles, and makes stunning cafe racers out of old Boxer twins. It was during a trip over to his workshop that we got to talking about other bikes, and I told him about the NSR400 that I'd reluctantly sold a couple of years previously (and that's another tale for a rainy day!) and how much I wanted another stroker to keep me busy with . It was at this point he explained that he had an RG5 in a few boxes in his shed, that he'd had it for a few years but couldn't really see himself doing anything with it, and that was when I asked .... "well, if you were to sell it, what would you want..?" Amazingly he said that he only wanted his money back - which was £4k. By happy coincidence that was almost exactly what the insurance company had insisted upon giving me not three weeks before!!

So, we exchanged cash for several boxes of parts, from which a Phoenix has been slowly rising. I've probably put another couple of grand into the job - the pipes alone were close to a thousand quid - and hundreds of hours of work, but now it's all complete and runs (I had to strip the motor though - and that's another rainy day story!) and with the exception of trying to do a half decent paint job it's almost finished. I'm hoping to have it all done by early summer...


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