I lost a Ferrari...

My car was broken into and everywhere I rode my motorcycle, I wheelied on the back wheel.

Dreams are crazy like that. One minute you're doing something perfectly sane, like driving a loaned Ferrari off a friend. The next minute you're looking for where you parked the thing and riding around on your motorcycle that appeared out of nowhere, on the back wheel only to discover my regular every day car has been broken into, totalled and wrecked.

This got me thinking, what if dreams were actually real. What if everything that happened in them was something you actually experienced. You could argue that because the dream happened to you and a lot of the times they can feel real, perhaps I really did experience gaining and losing a Ferrari. Perhaps I did actually watch my car get smashed, and I did ride a motorcycle on the back wheel everywhere around town looking for the Ferrari.

So, just because it's a dream, you can say you still experienced all that. The emotion, the ups and downs, and you wake up in that early morning stage when you can still hear things but you're still in lah lah land, thinking "Shit, my car!". Only to find that it was all just a dream.

Bikes on a side track.

As you're probably aware. I'm an ex-bikie. lol. I love motorcycles. And my mates all know it too. A few months ago a friend of mine asked me if I could check out some bikes with him. I agreed, still being knowledgeable with all things two wheeled. And we ended up picking him a decent commuter bike for much less that what was asked for.

Another friend, by the same name who's been riding for a few years now called me last week to ask the same question. So I got up nice and early today, went to my usual farmers market for my shopping, came home, dropped the wife off at the beautician and took off to see my mate.

When I got there, we jumped in his car and drove about an hour to see this bike. It's a 99 model Triumph Sprint ST. Black in colour.

Was in very decent condition, obviously a careful owner. I could see he wasn't the ZX7-R Ninja hoon type, so I'm sure the bike hasn't been thrashed. No oil leaks, maintenance was all good. Just normal wear and tear for a 10 year old bike.

I test rode it and came back about 20 minutes later with a big grin on my face. 900cc Triple cylinder howling away. I loved every second of it and was thinking maybe I could buy the bike. I've always liked Sprint ST's and this one was nice.

My friend took off on the bike for about 5 minutes while I talked to the guy about the bike. I'd probably offer a realistic $6,500. He was asking for $7,000

Being the bike was the first road bike my mate looked at, he said it would be best to look at others too. A wise choice. So we thanked the guy for his time and drove back into town. I stopped at his place to look at his and his wife's current bike. Both leaking. One with oil, the other with water.

So I've been asked to look at them both because they spent money on getting a mechanic to fix it but it came back much the same. I think there's a trust issue with the mechanic now and they don't want to just keep taking it in only to have it come back with the same problems as before.

So, it looks like I'm pulling my tools out more often these days.

Then on my drive home, me being a day dreamer, and probably suffer from some sort of attention disorder started to think that I'm doing a lot of these bike pre-purchase inspections. What a nice business idea.

Hahahaha, just when my partnership with the music stuff is about to go through, I get side tracked. But don't worry, I'm focussed. We can all get a little side tracked every now and then. :)