The "Cammy" OHD

The official 3rd member of MDC.  DTK's OHD

Once upon a time, I was invited to go dirt biking and now I own a Harley, so it all makes perfect sense really :) Don't worry fellow blogger/reader/interweb users, all will become clear as mud after a few posts.

So here's the story. When you message a stranger about their bike and ask a few general questions and you get the usual responses, "yeah I love my bike, its big, bad and orgasmic....."
(what did she say?! Orgasmic? think I read that message 406 times just to be sure I was reading it right!)
Your left with a feeling of, shall we say, confusion? I was sure I had just asked her if she would take 7k for it? Maybe she was a horny housewife and was hinting at 7k plus a little bit of lovin' on the side, i'm not sure.
Anyway, so a roadtrip to some Shell servo near Newcastle was in order.  Up we went in the old black rat (more on that MDC brainchild later) to hangout at the servo and wait to meet this horny chick and a possible new bike purchase.
The bike turned up with the horny chick (which, by the way, was a huge dissapointment) and a bloke she said was her brother.
Money changed hands and papers were signed (plus a free disc lock and stock headers and mufflers became mine too, SCORE!)
The bloke gave me his parting advice "Aw mate be careful, it heaps "cammy" it revs a bit then goes hard as!"
(WTF are you talking about? I think the words 'Anus Face' went through my head)
New bike purchased! Shibby! Lets head home!

Now, there were a few things I discovered on that ride home.
The first thing was, whoever fitted all that chrome/aftermarket SHITE, I mean really cool stuff.......not, was a complete plantpot! The tail light lasted the whole of 5 minutes into the ride before deciding it wanted to stay in Newcastle and detached itself from the bike! So here I was riding past the boys, who were in the car, as I pointed at my now non existent rear light, which recieved the best sympathy a bloke can get in that situation, they pissed themselves laughing!
The second thing was this "cammy" characterstic was as suspected a load of shit. Quick check over the shoulder, no cops, beauty, lets give this a good crack. Full throttle, my ears filled with the V-Twin symphony, the wind blew on my face and the bike didn't really go any faster :(  Cammy? my left testicle is cammy! this was just clutch slip! D'oh!

After a few hours in the seat and having to restrain myself from using the awesome "cammy" power (and a quick stop at Macca's for some Mcdoubles, nom nom nom), I did manage to forget the faults an smile as I was now the owner of my very own Harley! woooo! Project OHD was born that day on June 9th 2011 and im glad to say it looks absolutley nothing like that mish mash of bolt on crap....... This was just 5 hours after I got the bike! happy days! (yes I cheated and got a load of bits before I had the bike, ha)

P.S DTK stands for Davo The Knobhead, but more on that later ;)