Anyway, the reason I went out on the bike today was to head up to my nearest KTM dealer; the KTM Centre in Hemel Hempstead http://www.thektmcentre.co.uk/
After visiting the service department to ask, what in hindsight was a fairly stupid question, I popped into the showroom to have a look around. Inside was pretty much the full range of Kawasakis, Ducatis, Aprilias and MVs all under one roof, but the one bike that peaked my interest was a black and red 2005 Z1000. You may remember this was the model of bike that I killed on the side of a taxi in early 2011. I've always like them so I was pretty interested. I wasn't standard, wasn't in amazing condition and it wasn't even UK spec (you could tell this by all the stupid bloody reflectors on the side of the bike) but I was still interested. There was no price on the bike, so I asked. £4200!! Well that sorted that. If the price had been £2500 I would have sat down with the man and had a chat, but in my opinion it certainly wasn't worth £4200, especially with 17000+ on the clock and without the standard cans. There was one little highlight thou and that was before I left, I did notice a customers rather tidy original Z1000, which I just had to take a little snap of.
I was nearly home and when truddling through the rush hour traffic in Barnet, that I saw my MOT man, so naturally I waved. He waved back, but unless he recognised the bike, he would have no idea who I was. Still nice of him to wave thou.
So now its evening. My bike is locked up safe and sound in the garage. The fuel light has told me that all that 'Go Go Juice' I poured into the tank earlier this afternoon has all but gone, disappeared in a blur of movement, heat and vapour. So what now? same thing tomorrow? Oh go on then, why not?