The Fire

how much were they payed to sit that close together

No H, it's one of my thousands of servants. The one that wipes my, er, dipstick.

Not short as such. It is a case of viewing it in the right light.

Anyway, we are going to get told off for thread drift H....bring it back. Mention something to do with fire, even if you say here is a match, my ar*se, your face.

Okay, here goes then, H.

It took me a few seconds to comprehend what was going on right in front of me. Fire, flames, heat, smoke….and it was all progressing so fast. There was a piece of cardboard underneath the bike that was on fire as well. I vividly recall flames ‘licking’ around all four header pipes visible through the lower fairings and remember just thinking how the hell? Suddenly after realising this was actually happening for real I sprang into action shouting ‘shit shit shit’ ‘f*ck f*ck f*ck’ as I went. The flames started to spread to an adjoining piece of cardboard underneath my Superdream. I quickly stamped that out before I grabbed hold of the burning CBR by the handlebars. The bike was facing forwards in the garage and the double door was fully open, but as I looked down I noticed the left lower fairing started to catch the flames and droop as well as the side stand switch wiring. There was a garden table in the garage which made manoeuvring the burning bike a bit trickier. I recall wheeling it forward and not out of the garage at first choosing to put the bike back on its centre stand as I figured I needed to ‘blow’ the flames out. I then got down on my knees and huffed and puffed at the flames. Some started to go out but then then lit up again. I knew I had to get this bike out of the garage and I had to get it out fast.

Harold it will be even shorter in this cold weather 

I want to get to the subsequent investigation of what went wrong.....so will wrap this bit of the saga up quickly .   I ran around the graveled driveway with the bike like a cat on hot slates, just not knowing what to do - back was aching, shoulders were aching but I didn't care....I just wanted to try and save the bike.......and of course avoid any damage to my family, me or the house... turns out there was actually no one home to help me on this occasion anyway which was sod's law.  

First decision I took when out of the garage was to get it on the centre stand again but right outside the front door???......NOT a good move....I then decided to get her over to the far side of the front garden and as I did this, I could see a healthy orange glow directly under the fuel tank as well as other cables / wiring catching.  The smell of burning plastic and acrid black smoke was strong.    It was at this stage I pegged it around to the side of the house and turned the outside tap on which feeds a Hoselock system on a hose - reeled up and attached to the external wall of the house.   I yanked at the hose and pulled it over to the bike.  As I pulled the trigger on the hose gun the actual hose became detached from the gun.......arrrggghhhhh.  I got it re-attached within a few seconds and literally 'pummeled' water under the tank and on every other sign of smoke or fire - spraying it everywhere I could get it.   After five minutes of doing this the flames seemed to be totally out.  And luckily and unluckily for me (I guess)......they were.  

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To be honest I haven’t enjoyed reliving the experience and deliberated sharing it anyway.

I actually want to forget about it after the bike is fully repaired. Because of this, I am considering pulling the thread......if I do, I appreciate everyone’s understanding and I can always discuss it with those who’d like to know more in private.