Barry ("Bazza") Sheene and Steve ("Stavros") Parrish (who now commentates for some TV Station or another - can't remember which) were both members of the Horley M/C Club in Surrey when my son (aged 15 then, 45 now) and me were members.
Every time they came to the Club night meets the rest of us cowered in fear, as they were both pranksters par excellence.
Example: The club was based on the Suzuki Dealership in Horley - there was even Carpeting on the floor of the showroom to show (it was rumoured) that Suzuki 'bikes didn't leak oil (this was back when Brit bikes were slowly dying out).
Some erk had just laid down his money for a brand new GS-something or other, but was having trouble drawing away (his clutch control was basically, Cr*p.
A bunch of us observed Bazza and Stavros with their heads together in a corner of the showroom, and expected the worst.
Sure enough, Bazza approached the by now whinging new rider, and told him the only way he'd get the thing down the road was to give it some right hand, then dump the clutch.
Full of awe (or something) at the Great man's advice, the neophyte biker did just that, and he, the bike and yards of Bunting festooned around the exnterior of the showroom did indeed take off......straight through the plate glass showroom window - the largest one of course.
The Manager went Apesh*t, we all hit the deck as glass flew everywhere, and Bazza and Stavros wet themselves laughing, then bu**ered off, still cackling.
End result was the poor guy fell off,, doing himself no good at all, while his shiny new toy ruined itself and a large selection of lesser machines on the display satnds.
He's probably still paying for the damage.....
Ah, Memories.....
Terry
Bucks, UK
