Mikey P
Administrator
With no music or sync'd microphones in my helmet, with 2720 total miles ridden, I had many hours to ponder the meaning of life and it's relationship to hauling ass on a motorbike.
I think it's safe to say that many if not all the members here are not your typical Larry Lunchpail sorts who lust plod along in life riding scooters to and fro to a daily, life long grind of a "job.
My best friends in my life are those that typically take big chances and point their wheels into corners at twice the recommend speed suggestions and don't think about gravel patches, deer, Prius drivers who think "if 45 is good, 30 must be better", spilled oil or pot holes that may upset their course in life. I ride with and emulate these types.
Take it from me, when you're mid turn, fully committed on a new to you road with a rock wall on one side and a 200 ft plunge into the snake river on the other, the faith in your over reactionary breaking skills, the local road maintenance crews and the Pirelli Tire Company and has to, or should, be stronger than your belief in your almighty, karma, truth, justice or the American way.
How do you enter the blind turns in your life?
Me? I'm a punch it, go and ask for forgiveness (or permission) later type, it just makes the whole ride that much more interesting, and fun.
but thank gawd for my killer spidey senses, they're nearly impeccable and down right amazing when it comes to "feeling" those Prius drivers waiting for me to catch up..
I think it's safe to say that many if not all the members here are not your typical Larry Lunchpail sorts who lust plod along in life riding scooters to and fro to a daily, life long grind of a "job.
My best friends in my life are those that typically take big chances and point their wheels into corners at twice the recommend speed suggestions and don't think about gravel patches, deer, Prius drivers who think "if 45 is good, 30 must be better", spilled oil or pot holes that may upset their course in life. I ride with and emulate these types.
Take it from me, when you're mid turn, fully committed on a new to you road with a rock wall on one side and a 200 ft plunge into the snake river on the other, the faith in your over reactionary breaking skills, the local road maintenance crews and the Pirelli Tire Company and has to, or should, be stronger than your belief in your almighty, karma, truth, justice or the American way.
How do you enter the blind turns in your life?
Me? I'm a punch it, go and ask for forgiveness (or permission) later type, it just makes the whole ride that much more interesting, and fun.
but thank gawd for my killer spidey senses, they're nearly impeccable and down right amazing when it comes to "feeling" those Prius drivers waiting for me to catch up..
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