Ease in the choke, listen to the engine change tone and tempo. Quick look over your shoulder, ease off the clutch, ease back the throttle and slip on in.
Twisting your right hand and squeezing out with your left, flicking up through the gears and your off with a rumble.
Lights change, amber, red. Squeeze the brakes gently, cars lined up, slow down and weave. Don't bother with neutral, stay in first, keep the clutch in. Cars on either side worth more then you make in two years, but when the lights change green so do they. But your not waiting for green. There's no idle tank tapping, it's all held at biting point, amber means go.
Go, and your off check your mirrors and everyone is behind you, don't bother indicating just move, sweep in and around a white van. Next set of lights change before you get there, brake, stop, start again. They all catch up, traffic lights are London,s equalizer.
This time your not alone, a scooter pulls up next to you, no, now he's edged in front of you, over the white line.
Whoa! Wait this ain't a race son. Ease off the throttle, back down, so what if he's being rude, let him go.
Amber, and he's off, but slowly. don't wanna be impatient, but 20mph? So you overtake, nice and legal like. Speed limit and all.
You need in the left lane, indicate, check your mirrors, manover... what the f...? The guy on the fashion accessory just over took you, on the left, when you were indicating! Illegal! immoral! Just so he could get a little a head of the traffic in his lane.
Fuck it! It's a race.
The traffic's building up and so is your speed. Your barely over the limit but you need to make your decisions fast, is that car in front changing lanes or is he just straddling the lines? Too late, the scooter's whips in through the gap just before it closes.
The cars turning left. Brake, change down a gear, sweep right. Traffic behind you, bearing down, accelerate, fast past the queues of cars, another set on lights coming up, the scooters on the other side of the traffic, having to weave, slowing down. Your going faster, closer to the lights, amber, and your through.
Quick glance over your shoulder and he's stuck at the lights, you win.
Then you hear the siren wail. Then you see the blue lights in your mirrors. Then flashing headlights and the guy in uniform in the passenger seat is waving to the side of the road.
Indicate, slow down and pull over. When you've stopped you think about what your going to say.
"Well, you see officer. It was a race."
Twisting your right hand and squeezing out with your left, flicking up through the gears and your off with a rumble.
Lights change, amber, red. Squeeze the brakes gently, cars lined up, slow down and weave. Don't bother with neutral, stay in first, keep the clutch in. Cars on either side worth more then you make in two years, but when the lights change green so do they. But your not waiting for green. There's no idle tank tapping, it's all held at biting point, amber means go.
Go, and your off check your mirrors and everyone is behind you, don't bother indicating just move, sweep in and around a white van. Next set of lights change before you get there, brake, stop, start again. They all catch up, traffic lights are London,s equalizer.
This time your not alone, a scooter pulls up next to you, no, now he's edged in front of you, over the white line.
Whoa! Wait this ain't a race son. Ease off the throttle, back down, so what if he's being rude, let him go.
Amber, and he's off, but slowly. don't wanna be impatient, but 20mph? So you overtake, nice and legal like. Speed limit and all.
You need in the left lane, indicate, check your mirrors, manover... what the f...? The guy on the fashion accessory just over took you, on the left, when you were indicating! Illegal! immoral! Just so he could get a little a head of the traffic in his lane.
Fuck it! It's a race.
The traffic's building up and so is your speed. Your barely over the limit but you need to make your decisions fast, is that car in front changing lanes or is he just straddling the lines? Too late, the scooter's whips in through the gap just before it closes.
The cars turning left. Brake, change down a gear, sweep right. Traffic behind you, bearing down, accelerate, fast past the queues of cars, another set on lights coming up, the scooters on the other side of the traffic, having to weave, slowing down. Your going faster, closer to the lights, amber, and your through.
Quick glance over your shoulder and he's stuck at the lights, you win.
Then you hear the siren wail. Then you see the blue lights in your mirrors. Then flashing headlights and the guy in uniform in the passenger seat is waving to the side of the road.
Indicate, slow down and pull over. When you've stopped you think about what your going to say.
"Well, you see officer. It was a race."