20-05-2019, 09:27 AM
My favourite story is from the Peak Trials, in the '70s.
Just before lunch there came a knocking sound, and a loose flywheel was diagnosed.
The engine came out, the flywheel was re-attached with the help of a large hammer, and I think we all had time for a quick pint before the afternoon trials started.
Otherwise, there was the time on the Fosse Way, doing my regular run from Loughborough to Taunton, when I overtook a wheel rolling down the road.
Which proved to be one of mine.
Three wheel nuts off the spare carrier later I was on my way again.
Having checked all the rest, which should be done on a regular basis.
But I still don't.
Just before lunch there came a knocking sound, and a loose flywheel was diagnosed.
The engine came out, the flywheel was re-attached with the help of a large hammer, and I think we all had time for a quick pint before the afternoon trials started.
Otherwise, there was the time on the Fosse Way, doing my regular run from Loughborough to Taunton, when I overtook a wheel rolling down the road.
Which proved to be one of mine.
Three wheel nuts off the spare carrier later I was on my way again.
Having checked all the rest, which should be done on a regular basis.
But I still don't.