Cold start
One cold and grey morning, for some reason the motorcycle wouldn't start. It was churning away, but not catching. After a while I decided to try bumping it. So I spent the next twenty minutes running up and down the street, getting increasingly hot and sweaty in all my waterproofs, with little success.

Bent over, gasping for breath, my head found itself next to the fuel tap. The tap that I turn off every time I stop the bike. The tap that I'd completely forgotten to turn on again, despite having to do it every time previously.

Since I'm sure the neighbours have all noticed this sweaty idiot running up and down the street swearing at Honda's crap electrics, I quietly turn the tap on and then bump-start the bike, so at least I look like I've won at least a tiny victory.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 21 Mar 2013, 17:24, 2 replies)

You call this a Honda story? Where's the bit where you had sex with three supermodels whilst doing a 200mph wheelie backwards?

( 2 Can Chunder Word to your mums, I came to prod bums, Thu 21 Mar 2013, 17:33, closed)

Points and laughs
Can't have been a large CC engine if you're trying to bump it yourself. I once bumped a 125 and that was hard enough. Unless you had a slope?
(wehttamman via B3ta for microwave, Thu 21 Mar 2013, 22:28, closed)