Changing Your Helmet.
#1
I have come to the conclusion that it is my helmet that defines how people recognise me.

A little while ago, a truck driver mate started to wave at me and then quickly pulled his hand down to stop waving. When I saw him later he said he thought it was me but when he saw the helmet he thought it was someone else.

On Monday, I walked into Action Motorcycles in Canberra and who should also be in there ( no names). Her (black/purple) Hayabusa was parked outside. I walked in the door still with my helmet on just as she walked out and without a word she walked right past. When I called her to account she said " Oh, you've got a new helmet. I didn't recognise you"

I don't have my Picotti (joker) helmet anymore. Here is a pic of my new one so you'll all be able to recognise me (or ingnore me).



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#2
I DON'T MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH STRANGE MEN IN SHOPS! (well sometimes, but that is a completely different story)

Nice lid.
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#3
ahh well women cant help being blind. i do have to ask the question tho heidi how do you miss Mr Les all 6 foot 3 of him and his busa there aswell?
You may now refer to me as Sting
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#4
I was struck blind by his animal magnetism.
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#5
WICKID HELMET!!!
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#6
G'day
Heidi, do you make eye contact with men in strange shops?
;-)
Regards
Kevin
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#7
All the time dude! Life is too short!
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