I was just browsing online bike classifieds, and I spotted a few gals that I have the hots for goin' cheap. Sure wish I had the moolah right now. My body needs the therapy. I miss the thrill of the open road. I yearn for the curves. I ache for the ability to smoke anything on 4 wheels. When I ride is when I'm truly at peace.
Hell, I'll even settle for a 2-stroke dirtbike or a rickety old sportbike.
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I don't care what they say...
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Y'know what "Maxine"? I can call you "Maxine" right? I've been longing for you ever since I sold my old girl.
But even to this day people talk about how much of a bad girl you are. Telling me that you're no good for me.
Your frame flexes.
Your stock wheelbase is awkward.
You use Bias-Ply tires. Technology from the 50's.
Your airscoops don't even really work.
Your fuel consumption is crap.
You're a wannabe cruiser.
You're a wannabe sportbike.
Whatever. They're just jealous that they can't outrun you.
They have to lean into turns to try and match your speed.
You simply open up the throttle, blast your way to the turn, slow down into the curve, and blast away again when you get out of it.
They can't accept that with proper modification, you'd be the safest, fastest bike out there DESPITE REMAINING UNCHANGED DESIGN-WISE FROM 1985 to 2008.
I still love you, Maxine. I still do.
And one day, you will be mine.
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If I had the ability...
Thursday, October 7, 2010
If I had certain powers, I's so use them for my own nefarious deeds.
Believe that.
Sure I'd save a few people from time to time, but for the most part, I'd look out for me and mine.
Like If I had super strength, I'd go into boxing or something, make a killing, then retire right away before getting famous, so that nobody would care. No fan base, no I wouldn't spam that shit and get famous. I'd only make enough to give my family a really comfy life. As in REALLY comfy.
Then that would mean I'd get to make a lot of people around me very happy, which matters a lot to me.
Then, I'd get a van, a car, and a slew of bikes.
Also, I'd start a business, and just blend.
Yeah.
Believe that.
Sure I'd save a few people from time to time, but for the most part, I'd look out for me and mine.
Like If I had super strength, I'd go into boxing or something, make a killing, then retire right away before getting famous, so that nobody would care. No fan base, no I wouldn't spam that shit and get famous. I'd only make enough to give my family a really comfy life. As in REALLY comfy.
Then that would mean I'd get to make a lot of people around me very happy, which matters a lot to me.
Then, I'd get a van, a car, and a slew of bikes.
Also, I'd start a business, and just blend.
Yeah.
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