Okay, I am almost at sixteen thousand miles of riding since February of 2007, and only one major mishap, thank you Lord. And the weather and my motorcycle are in complete agreement so I have been riding all week and don't need to bore y'all with how much fun I have been having. When I woke and left early this morning for work I had to fill up my tank and stopped at the local 76.
Rolled smoothly up to the pump, put the Trusty Triumph in neutral, kicked the stand down and leaned the bike, turning the key off. I opened my helmet, took off a glove and removed the gas cap. Put the Debit card in the pump and punched in my Zip Code, selected mid-grade and filled up. Put the cap back on, rolled the odometer to all zeroes (how else will I know when it will be looking for more? 150 miles). Pulled the gloves back on, got my receipt and put it into the wallet, with the three dollars for my winning Lotto tickets, and the three tickets that didn't get checked yet and could be winnners.
I closed the face shield, leveled the bike, kicked the stand back up and turned on the key, hit the ignition and rolled the throttle up, put the bike in gear and let up on the clutch lever. I was rolling, shift up, look at traffic, meld and roar on down the highway! Yeah, I am so cool. I pass Frank's Doughnuts and wish I could stop but know that is a real No-No, they are so good and fattening. Into the left turn lane at the stoplight, I wait and think about the beautiful S-curve I am about to slide through so cool. Light changes because only I am here, and I so smoothly pop my clutch lever, really roll on that throttle and start forward and STALL!!!!!
Seems the fool forgot to turn on his fuel valve back at the gas station, he got eight tenths of a mile and dreaming in before lack of petrol peaked.
1 comment:
LOL! Don't feel like the Lone Stranger - you're not the only one who has done that!
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