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posted by kwacky at 7:30 am

 
Me At Mallory






posted by kwacky at 7:28 pm

 
Dear Soccer fans,

As you all know, I've been looking to buy the United's of Manchester for a little while now. I've also heard that some of you may not be too happy about me using, sorry, buying the club in order to reach new heights and also, that I may not be a fan. Well fear not, as i'm writing this personal letter to let you know that i'm a genuine fan of you blue devils. I began rooting for the United's back in 1992 when our little Malcolm JR was practising those Soccer home runs out in the yard. I loved the way you turned defence into offence, and the way that Bobby Shearer used to top half it into the goal bag. Oh man, that play was hot. My son tells me that you even out-zoned your City rivals Southampton in the 4th quarter of the FA World series. As for your current team, that Rude guy is awesome!!!!

I see a profitable future at the United, with the young talent of Cristiano Rooney (man, that guy can dance!) and Peter Shilton giving us hope in defeating the evil
Russian tyranny which assaults the freedom of our beloved Soccer. With the marketing potential of those Neville brothers and that Pearce dude leading the team, we can all look to acheiving our beliefs of a better future. Especially when I add Alexei Lalas and Cobi Jones to the starting 15.

Now to you, the fans. I've been to see the United's play once before, and the respect you pay your team in silently admiring the play out on the pitch was overwhelming. Because of this, i've just purchased a new £45 million mansion in the Manchester to be close to you guys. And more good news is i'm planning to add an extra 10,000 seats through corporate boxes so more genuine blue devils can experience the play.

What's with the prawn sandwiches I had to eat when I was there? Well, rest assured, it'll be super size prawn baguettes when I take charge. I can't wait to come over to the Manchester isles, as I love the country, especially the beaches and the hot chicks. I hope you can all see my vision of this future, with new shirt sponsors (Dunkin Donuts) and new team name (The Manchester Gloom) i'm sure things are looking bright.

Further good news for you guys is that i've just agreed a partnership deal with McDonalds, who will help in promoting the Manchester brand. This will involve re-naming the stadium to 'McTrafford' as well as an exciting launch of Manchester Gloom plastic fan toys in every happy meal. Cristiano Rooney will be the face of this campaign and during this, he will be marketed globally as Roonald McDonald.

TOUCHDOWN! Take care dudes.

Regards,


Malcolm.

posted by kwacky at 10:14 pm

 
My new rearsets

I'm a guinea pig for a prototype set of footpegs






posted by kwacky at 8:16 pm

 
My Mallory Trackday



It was a decent day. I'm still getting used to the bike. I'm sitting too far forward, upright and not shifting my arse for corners.

The bike handles like a dream. It was even better after I had the suspension set up (no more front chatter going into the hairpin) Very precise and difficult to unsettle. In one session I clipped a curb coming out of Edwina's but kept the throttle pinned back and went for it. The bike was a little shaken and it took me a while to get my head together over the fact I was still on course (the Sprint RS would have gone off the track) but once I had brought my mind back to task I had the bike nicely set up for the hairpin (I'll never work out of you go wide in narrow out or visa versa)

Later on in the day I was barrelling towards the hairpin over taking a KTM when the KTM decided to shut the door in my face. I slammed on the front brakes expecting to crash into the back of him but the new Beringer discs decapitated my speed and at the same time lifted the rear wheel . The back came back down when I let go of the brake and I re-applied the brakes to make sure I didn't take myself and A N Other off the track. Once again the bike seemed not to notice and quietly got on with the job.

For most sessions I went out near the back and found myself some space on the track to play about. I was catching most people going into Gerrards or through the Dunlop Esses and I was being caught going into Edwinas (I was rolling off and braking far too early every time but couldn't stop myself from doing it).

I'm still crap on the track - rolling off too early, braking too early, not sitting right - but the bike seemed to have fun
posted by kwacky at 11:19 pm