Isn't it nice to have a shiny, pristine clean motorcycle? But isn't it a bit of a pain getting the bucket of soapy water and toothbrush out for those fiddly areas on the bike? I find it hard work! So I decided to take my little baby through a car wash, maybe not the sanist thing to do but hey, don't mock it till you try it, or so some people say. So I enters my local petrol fuel station kitted out with an automatic drive through car wash, you know the type, with big rotating washing rollers and lots of H2O. I tink this might go well, as I'm wearing my gortex waterproofs and sucking a "Fisher Man's Friend", they help relax me in times of tribulation. So I enters the Fingle's Cave of Entrances positioning my front wheel on the cart and into the mist we go! When the first roller came down and crushed me, I was still concious, my 73 Mensa IQ confirming this fact, I'm actually classed as a Cretin Ha Ha. So, hanging on to the handle bars with a grip of steel, the next roller meant business, it flung me off the bike into a concrete wall at the back of the torture with water cave, luckily the bike had the side stand down and stayed upright. Semi aware, I got to my soaked feet and made my way to the exit of the water ride. Out she came, slightly dismayed looking, but clean! Now with experience, I don't recommend this extreme method of cleaning your beauty, but if you are of a lazy nature: Give it a go. A word of warning; be prepared for some serious injuries in persuing this course of action. We have the National Health.
