Being a cheapskate born out of a long history of not having a great deal of cash, and definitely not wanting to spend cash, means that most of my modes of transportation have been prehistoric.
There have been occasions where bits of my transport have fallen off.
One dirt bike had a wheel spindle through the top of its monoshock holding it in the frame. It had to be tapped back in again every 10 or 15 minutes otherwise leaping over a jump would have meant total bike collapse on landing.
Another bike had a centre stand that fell off while riding on the road.
And my motorbike and sidecar decided that it had no need for an ignition barrel while travelling down a dual carriageway. The entire ignition barrel, and my keys, leapt out and bounced down the road when the vehicle went over a bump.
This, that I spotted on the walk down the hill this morning, however goes slightly further. An entire exhaust collector box has become detached from something of pretty decent size.
Perhaps it isn't an exhaust collector box and my understanding is null and void, perhaps it's an Armadillo.
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