Yes i once bought a visor a while back from this place, very good and fast deliverly. Only thing was my helmet was crap so after about 4 weeks with nice new visor couldnt live with the helmet anymore (old, smelly, didnt fit the best) so bought meself the arai condor

I've been smacked in the visor at 100 mph with a rock the size of a golf ball flipped up by a Tuono. Yes it did mark my new visor but didn't shatter.
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Kin hell im suprized yer head is still on your sholders :googly[1]:

I forgot to add that I got hit 3 times that night (following 2 Tuonos). The other 2 times were in the chest (Thankfully I had my nylons on that night with armour built in). By the end of the night I had 4 nipples. I keep my distance from my cousin and his mate now cos those tyres they've got are sticky and throw up all sorts of crap.

Not sure what speed the stones were doing but I was flat out behind them. Believe me, it hurts let alone scared the pants off me. :101:

I had a rock the size of Hulk Hogans clenched fist fly up 3 cars/lorrys ahead, start looping down towards my noggin so I swerve last nanosecond (motorway riding 140kmh) hits my bike then my fookin shin...ARGHHHHHH

Had trouble keepin the bike upright, missus didn't see what had happened but thought we were going down cos of the impact!! Didn't have my boots on (sods law) that day and I paid the price, swelled like an oversized grapefruit. Bike needed a new fairing, the radiator still has a dent in the corner :D

#1: Imagine us, sitting in the fanciest pub in England, drinking our Chateau de Chauclea wine.
#2: Right you are, 30 years ago we would have been lucky to have had a cup of tea.
#3: Cold tea.
#2: Yes, without sugar or milk.
#1: Or tea.
#2: In a cracked and filthy cup.
#3: We used to be so poor that we would drink tea out of a rolled-up newspaper.
#2: You were lucky to have a newspaper; we used to have to suck our tea out of a damp cloth.
#1: We were poor, but we were happy.
#3: We were happy because we were poor.
#1: Right you are. My daddy said that money would never buy happiness.
#2: That�s because he never had any money, the bloody beggar.
#3: When I was young, we used to live in a house with big holes in the roof.
#2: You had a house? You were lucky! We used to live in a bottle cap, 23 of us in the middle of the ocean.
#3: Well, I say it was a house, actually it was a room � all 36 of us, and we had only half a floor. We had a big hole in the middle of the floor, and we used to huddle next to the wall for fear we would fall in.
#1: You were lucky! We used to live in a hallway.
#2: Well, you were lucky! We used to live in an abandoned septic tank in the middle of the garbage dump.
#1: You lived in a septic tank? You were lucky! We lived in a paper sack in the bottom of a toxic waste dump. Every morning we would awaken to nuclear waste being dumped on us until we glowed.
#3: Actually, the house I was telling you about was no more than a hole in the ground, covered with twigs.
#2: Well, you were lucky! We were evicted from our hole. We had to live in the bottom of the lake.
#1: You were lucky to live in the bottom of a lake. There were 150 of us living in a shoebox in the middle of a road. We dreamed of living in a lake.
#3: You were lucky to live in a shoebox. We lived in a brown paper bag. All 300 of us! Got up at 6 a.m., ate a crust of stale bread and worked in the mills for 12 hours. When we got home, Dad would beat us and put us to bed with no dinner.
#1: Well you were lucky! We used to get up at 3 a.m., strain the lake clean with our teeth, eat a cup of hot gravel, work 15 hours at the mill and when we got home our dad would beat us about the head and shoulders with a broken beer bottle and use us for kitty litter.
#2: We dreamed of that! We used to live in a rusty tin can in the middle of the road. One hour after sunset we would clean the road with our tongues, eat a handful of cold gravel and work 20 hours at the mill with no pay! When we got home, our dad would cut us up with a dull gensu knife and use us for cheese fondue.
#1: Well, you were lucky! That was luxury. We used to get up in the morning at 10 at night � which was half an hour before we went to bed � eat a hunk of dry poison, work 29 hours a day at the mill and when we got home our parents would kill us and dance around our grave singing �Glory, Glory, Hallelujah."
#3: But you tell that to the kids today and they simply don�t believe you.

That is very random.

Yea had a few stones from my Dads varadero hit me, most on the helmet, dont know why but seemed what ever distance i stayed away they would just flick correctly on to my helmet.

I remember once i got one on the neck when it was a really hot summer i didnt where any neck covering. Very pain full felt like a bee stink or something, didnt know what happened untill i got home and found a wee stone in my jacket.

Also dont follow behind lorries carrying stone to closely, had one hit another rock in the road, fling that up to me and then the load he was carrying near all fell out the back on the lorry. i was :pottytrain4: my self.

Lesson learned

ManicMic wrote I had my nylons on that night! By the end of the night I had 4 nipples.
:drool[1]:I love it when you talk dirty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Easy on:101:

Finally got round to buying a new lid.

Went for the new Tour X in the end...


http://www.xt660.com/gallery/display...p?imageid=1348


Nick.

In my opinion they are a waste of money ,had an Arai road lid (reynolds replica last year ,wore it twice and sold it ,tried a tour x ,lovely and comfortable fit but the road noise and lift of the peak is terrible ,so thought better of it and bought one of these

http://www.riderz.co.uk/product_info...products_id=37

i had a bad accident a few weeks back and this lid saved my life so i will be definetely buying another ,no misting ,road noise is at a minimum ,no lift until 135 mph as i tried it on my aprilia rsvr and best of all you can buy 4 of them for the price of the OVERATED ARAI

who started the saying " buy the best helmet you can afford "


ARAI of course