I was having a pootle up the A30 on Thursday night. Only about 10 miles or so on the dual carriageway. I was riding at a pretty close approximation of the dual carriageway speed limit, as you do, and after a minute or two of settled throttle position, I noticed the trip computer telling me I was return 13.6 miles per litre. I'm notoriously crap at mental arithmetic, but by carrying the 1 and taking away the first number I thought of, I reckoned that to be about 65 to the gallon. I've never owned a vehicle that does more than 30 to the gallon, so the irony of the one that performs like a racing car does twice that is so intense, an American would struggle to understand it. Then, because I tend to ride quite upright, and still with the same throttle setting, I crouched down behind the bubble and saw another 5 miles per hour instantly appear on the speedo. Then I tucked my elbows into my generous love handles and instantly saw another 2 miles per hour. Interesting, eh.... Remember, I do these dangerous stunts so that you don't have to.
Well, like you, I'm over blessed of Pinna (except for the bit where a prop forward tried to take my whole head off but had to settle for Van Goghing me instead. So the full face helmet comes in handy too.
Hmmm. Because in a lightweight short arse means I must get better MPG.. Sounds good to me.. I may have to conduct a small experiment with my rather chunky mate who has the same bike as me...
That's not a nice thing to say about ya Mate Ash! ........then again there's always a Fit'un knocking around with a Fat'un it seems with yow Chix!
