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Breakage. 7/10/2006

After missing work for the past four days, I must say I wasn’t looking forward to going back. Except that I had to, since bills had to be paid. I walked downstairs, tugging my gear on as I got out of the lift, only to see the little ZZR lying on her right side.

I cursed, I swore, I raged. I picked her up. The brake lever was damaged, as was the right turn signal. The fairing, exhaust and bag on the right side were all scuffed. Fucking brilliant start to a Monday morning, let me tell you that.

From the looks of it, one of the following might have happened. Someone kicked her over. She rolled forward down the slope. A car side swiped her when making the turn.

At this point, I don’t care. I’m taking her to either Tee or Hoi to get her fixed. Maybe a respray and get the right side fairing patched back together. I’m too sick to give a flying fuck.

Comments»

1. KY - 7/10/2006

yah take the black sprinter there to while u’re at it.

2. thesnark - 7/10/2006

KY : Show me the money.

3. Hijackqueen - 7/11/2006

Oh dear! Hope it was not done on purpose.

4. hurricanemax - 7/12/2006

oh boy…some one have a bloody grudge on you or what?

Isn’t there soem kinda security guard in yr condo??

5. IB - 7/13/2006

Poor snarkie… I hope you’re feeling better (don’t ever listen to doctors about the flu they have no idea!)

Seriously, I think your bike fell down in solidarity.