Meet:-  Mark Robins

Mark Robins

Age:-  I was conceived on the night England won the WorldCup. You work it out. Occupation:-   Rent Boy/Del Boy car and motorcycle dealer/part time police dog handler Current Bike:-   Honda Hornet

Started Riding:-  soon Fantasy Bike:-  Got it Favourite Road:-   Any one without speed cameras Favourite Circuit:-   Rockingham (national not the oval!!).

History:-   Having saved all my pennies from the paper round, at the age of 14 I bought (much to my parents disgust) my first motor bike. A stripped down Honda C70 Field bike. Yes I was one of those annoying yobs that disturbed the peace on Sunday afternoons riding flat out around the fields that surrounded our housing estate. First road bike was a Suzuki AP 50 at 16, from this point I was self taught as all my friends were still riding Raleigh choppers. I joined the Police shortly afterwards with the dream of becoming a police motorcyclist. In the mean time I owned a variety of bikes used as daily transport. I became a full time police motorcyclist at 23. As well as a class 1 rider/driver, I have been a transport of Dept. authorised motorcycle instructor as well as a Rospa Examiner. I have owned various bikes over the years but the more recent ones include a few Honda VFR's, Fireblades, a BMW R1100S and I have just bought a Honda 900 hornet. I presently work as a police dog handler

Most Embarrassing Biking Moment:-   It was whilst riding my Police Honda ST1100. It was very early on a January morning. I had left home at 0400 am on my Police bike to travel to Newbury to Police the Newbury By pass Protest. I had allowed plenty of time as breakfast wasn't due to be served until 0530 at Newbury horse racing course. I arrived at the course in good time, I was freezing cold, it was dark (these are my excuses you understand). I entered the race course and was riding around the perimeter road or so I thought. I was looking for the food hall (anyone who knows me wouldn't be surprised. I have quite a reputation to maintain when it comes to food). Anyway I was riding along when I thought 'strange, the bike feels funny perhaps I've got a flat'. I looked down and to my horror I had some how found my way onto the race course, I was riding on wet grass at about 40mph. You've guessed it, I lasted about 5 seconds until I crashed I received a standing ovation from the cleaners in the grandstands.