I've made rather a big deal about 2-strokes and the way they hooligan their way round the enduros, but I've never actually explained what they sound like.

Given my inability to ride a bike, this is the closest I'm going to get to motorbike noises for a while:



The Missus bumped into a tiny wee new baby the other day, and she's getting all broody now about how lovely it would be to have another baby.

I was trying to explain to her that this is pretty much the same thing as me going up to AJP and seeing the new shiny tiny wee petite 89kg PR3 - I want another bike. Or when I get with my geeky mates and one of them has a shiny new laptop - I want another one too. Or when one of my friends gets a new girlfriend - I, em, don't want one and am very happy with The Missus thank you very much.

But imagine. A 89kg PR3 - mother and baby doing fine - just crying away in its pram wanting to be taken home and nurtured and ridden at the enduros on a Sunday. Having it's oil filter and nappy changed after the race, being fed warm milk and unleaded petrol before being tucked up safe and sound under a cosy blanket in the garage. Aw, bless.

And when it takes its first little steps on the enduro course - before falling over in a heap - isn't that sweet? And the way it gurgles and chuckles at low-revs ... And when it cries for milk, sorry petrol, and says it's first words - BRRRRRM!

Fact. AJPs are cheaper, more reliable, less stroppy and less likely to wake you up at 2 in the morning than an infant.

But it would be nice ...

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