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Discussion in 'The Perfect Line and Other Riding Myths' started by cold_fire, Apr 13, 2009.
Do you always write your posts like it was poetry?
Going for a haiku record in length?
Yeah, but do you still have the 3' bong?
On the way home from school last week, in the rain, I stopped at a gas station to pick up a couple things. As I get off the DR, guy parks in a truck next to me. We walk in together, me with my helmet in hand. Thinking he was going to say something about riding in the rain, I prepare for one of those convos, not for what transpired:
Guy: What kinda helmet's that?
Me: It's a Scorpion.
Guy: Never heard of that brand, but they must be shit. You need to get an Arai or a Shoei.
Me: :huh Haha, well, one of these saved my life a few months back, and if the day ever comes I need to learn the difference between a $300 helmet and a $700, I don't think I'll live long enough to regret my decision. (me laughing and thinking he was just poking fun but in a serious tone) Do you ride motorcycles?
Guy: Nah. I used to, but a couple years back, I high-sided an R1 at Road Atlanta doing 190 and broke both my arms. You'll never see me back on a bike again. What kinda bike do you ride?
Me: *point at the DR out the window* Suzuki DR650 today, couple Bandits at home.
Guy: Dude, you need to get yourself an R1 or an R6. If you ever do, you'll never want to ride anything else. It'll change your life.
Me: Haha, I see how that worked out for you (not trying to come off like a dick, but I must have to him since he shut up then).
I only ever seem to be judged negatively for what or how I ride by people that "conveniently" never seem to be on a bike themselves.
Sure you did, mmhhmm. Tell me more.
Oh, heck, tell him that you were going 191 on your DR when it threw you and you broke both legs but it didnt' stop you from riding.
OK, so two inmates have made comments on the poetic delivery.
However, I cannot help but think they're missing something...
Posting about a great night of learning experiences in a gay bar in SF in '78.
Now THAT'S funny!
(Not that there's anything wrong with that.)
what you learned
holy hell... he does :huh
Nope. No longer a pothead like I was back in college.
learnt that i'm straight
nobody came onto me
couple of years ago
drove a truck/float
in syd gay mardi gra
for a aids halfway house
huge event in syd
had heaps of good looking
women coming up to chat me up
they knew i was straight
pity i'm married
i write like this for gen x and y
they can only read texts
short attention span
hope that answered
the stupid questions people ask when i post
plus i;m a bit dislexic
Me neither. His last post gave me a headache...
I understand your post
although the wordings a bit choppy
it's not as sloppy
as others who post
Even other riders give me slack jawed looks when I say I am building a custom bike (supercharged vintage goldwing engine, BMW final drive, sport bike forks, custom frame). I only get annoyed when people say that it can't be done or that I should just buy a new bike instead. Why is it so hard to accept that I want to have a bike that is an expression of who I am and what I can do?
They look at you slack jawed because thay can't belive you would want to use a BMW final drive.