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Big Twin
Posts: 1,973
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: West Sussex
Mood: Train comes and I know its destination
I've carried a display box of a dozen red roses, tied to my back with string. It was an impulse buy, you understand. The roses survived the eight mile trip.
Another time I was pillion on my mates Virago, carrying a spare back tyre. With both hands full, my only grip was my feet on the pegs. Acceleration was a fascinating experience, and did wonders for toning the stomach muscles.