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test time!!!
Saturday, June 14, 2008 @ 6:29 PM

after the first scooter incident i found myself on varios mopeds inc the super fast 50cc honda sport!!, then an old as1 125cc yam and being on a provisional licence, 3 of us decided it was time to take the plung and get a bigger bike but first we had to take the test, this was no big deal in those days you turned up with a bike less than 250cc and waited your turn till the examiner got to you,we had sold the jap bikes and got good old brit bikes but the smallest engine we had was a 350 t triumph mine,So we scuffed up the engine size # and all stood there looking as innocent as was possible, the bloke had a good look at it and asked if it was only a 250 yes we all nodded, we did the number plate reading bit and seeing as it was my bike i went first,
The examiner told me to do a figure 8 round part of the town he then pops out in different places to see how you do and give marks. after 10 minutes he stopped me and gacve me a different route and said when he popped out with his clip board held up i was to execute an emergency stop, got on the route turned a corner and started to throttle up when an ambulance came flying round the corner lights and bells going, so i pulled over to the side and threw the anchors on,Now i didnt know the examiner would pop out of the passage way at the same time and he didnt know there was an ambulance tight up my rear, so i as pulled onto the kerb he was in full swing with his clipboard , did it scare him as much as it did me i think so, but when he managed to get his breath back he told me it was the best emergency stop he had seen though he didnt like to be that close as a rule, any way i got my pink paper and the next lad went on his way, we all passed so now we could ride our bigger bikes.I believe the examiner retired shortly after that, something to do with a recuring nightmare of a boy tearing towards him on a 350 triumph.


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Ralph said:
Monday, June 30, 2008 @ 2:16 AM

Hi, the story was simple and yet it brought back some sweet memories when the first time I went for a driving test. I was only 16 then. Couldn't wait to get on a bike. And at that time, Motorcross or Scrambler was pretty famous. My cousin happened to own one. My dad didn't allow me to get on it feared I would crash into something or someone. Finally, the time came and I took my exam and I passed despite I made 8 rounds instead of 4 rounds the figure 8 round. My friends laughed at me when they saw the instructor kept on waving me to stop which I didn't. Well, I was too nervous I guess. Basically we had almost similar procedures in obtaining licenses. Something sweet to remember with a little sip of coffee.

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