Litter Lout!
As I walked back to my GSX down the hard shoulder of the M6 I scanned the deck for any little packets bearing the Suzuki insignia. The two-tones of the unmarked traffic car scared the spit out of me; have you ever had that auditory assault from about 10 feet? It’s rather loud.
I was nipping down to Long Marston, now sadly no more, on my GSX Turbo for a round of the Ultimate StreetBike Series, a frivolous
