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Discussion in 'The Perfect Line and Other Riding Myths' started by Skidmarkart, May 21, 2019.
Winner winner chicken dinner!!
You give a wave to an oncoming bike.........and you’re in your truck.
Can't retire at 65 because all those miles and smiles cost you a bundle, but.... it was worth it, and you have no regrets.
You get dumped by your girlfriend and rebound the day after she is out of your place by picking up another bike.
When heading out of town for work for the week, you kiss the Mrs. goodbye, then open the garage door to also say an emoional goodbye and when you come back, you check on the bikes first before heading into the house.
I started riding when I was 12, and I'm 54 now. I have over 500k street miles... more than most, not as much as some!
The phantom clutch thing goes away after about 100k miles on a bike.
You know the sound of motorcycles by their exhaust note. The only one I regularly get wrong is Ducatis and SVs. I don't even try with modern sport bikes - they all sound the same except the R1 with the crossplane crank.
I'm incredibly thankful that my wife rides her own bike.
Ha! Guilty as charged!
Well, I must have a more resistant case; I'm at about 150,000 miles, still have the phantom clutch syndrome.
I can certainly pick out a Triumph, an Ironhead vs. Evo Sportster, a dry clutch Ducati (especially the air cooled models), a Yamaha SR500, and a few others by sound. You're right, newer bikes are tougher, but the Yamaha R1's inline four is a notable exception, especially with good pipes. That thing sounds gnarly! Too bad about the appearance, though.
You try to lanesplit with a car
You live in a place with a disgracefully brief 5-month riding season but each of your bikes have more mileage on them than your 8 year old car
Your most expensive clothing and footwear are all covered in dust and bugs.
My spouse and the doctors 'volcano'd' when I went for a ride, including overnight camping, 3 days after kidney surgery. Told'em that god rose from the dead in 3 days and I was just following a good example. All of them took a surprisingly long time to calm down about it after that. None of them trust me to follow doctors' orders regarding bikes.
During the proposal I advised the prospective spouse never to ask me to pick tween her and the bikes as neither of us would really want to know for sure. 43yrs married , straight thru, same woman. She never put it to the test...so far.
Edit: I am just now informed that we are currently in our 47th yr of matrimonial bliss. Plus, you know the shop is full of bikes and bike stuff when you have to back yers'f out the way you came in in order to change your mind.
Yes well I went to buy a water-pump. The household type.
Came away with a deal on a ST1300 and trade my XT660.
Went home and fixed the water-pump.
I lean into the turns and look for the apex.....in my car.
If you need your buddy to go pick up your new bike because you are still on crutches from the deer strike with your last one.
When walking on a paved walking trail you envision the best lines for riding a Grom or other similar bike through the turns at speed on said trail.
You go to your favorite gun store and ride home with a new passenger!
You bungy cord two heads off your 1971 Camaro to the seat of your KZ550 to go get them rebuilt.
There was a week I didn't ride much because of the heat. So one night I really wanted to ride the bike, so I delivered an air conditioner I sold to coworker strapped across back seat and luggage rack(ST1300).