Sometime at work we get in orders that are extremely urgent. Yesterday we had to get parts made and machined for a generator. To get them delivered fast enough I had to drive them out myself.
Just when I had delivered the spares I got a phone call: “Have you seen the bike adverted today? I think it`s a Triumph”. I had not and was a long way from home. But surprise, I was only 10 minutes away from the bike. So I went off to the seller. Best thing you can do, look at bikes when you are paid for it. This is the bike, covered in dust and chicken shit:
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