Vettes and Bikes
So I'm working on moving up to a GSXR 1000
(I have a 750 right now) and I realized a lot of the guys I've talked to that have Corvettes also have bikes. Similar adrenaline rush I guess, I just love the speed. So just out of curiosity, what kinds of bikes do you have?
(I have a 750 right now) and I realized a lot of the guys I've talked to that have Corvettes also have bikes. Similar adrenaline rush I guess, I just love the speed. So just out of curiosity, what kinds of bikes do you have?
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Ive got a tricked out GSXR 1000! I have some old pics in my CF garage. 232hp, 264 on the spray!!! Fun ride!!! The look people give you when you walk away from them is priceless. The Busa's are the best. They dont know what to think!!!
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You are insane. Walk away? More like fly away! Sick bike man. My friend has a 1000 with basic mods (sliders, brakes, etc.) and I love it. I don't think I want any more power than that one though. I rode a turboed busa once.... WOW and scary.
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I saw a cable channel show the other night showing the Ducati factory and how the bikes are put together. Interesting how they start with the engine and build the trellis frame around it. They cold run the engine to check the major components and compression. Awesome bikes.
I used to have a Yamaha Virago 750, many years ago. Many fiends had Harleys, but they were too expensive for me at the time (in my early 20s).
One late afternoon, I was coming come from a company picnic, driving through town. Up ahead was an intersection that had two opposing stop signs for traffic coming perpendicular to the main street. Of course, I had the right-of-way with no stop signs to worry about. A guy in a car pulled up to one of the stop signs and stopped. As I got closer (I was going downhill, so my speed was picking up), the guy pulled out directly in front of me. If I were a train, I'd have demolished him, but being on a cruiser-style bike, my raction was to lock the brakes.
I slammed into the side of his car and flew over it, somersaulting because the right handlebar caught my right upper thigh. Not having a helmet (they weren't required then), I cradled my arms over my head to protect it as best I could. Luckily, when I landed on the street, I was in the sitting position. Unfortunately, that handlebar wack caused my leg to blow up like a baloon and the folks that gathered around me urged me to sit down to wait for the ambulance.
The surgeon who worked on my leg told me that if he ever saw me on a bike, he'd run me down. Well, I did get back on my bike for a while, but eventually, I had enough close calls to finally call it quits - too many bad drivers, sandy or wet patches to worry about. That was 25 years ago and while I still have my motorcycle license, my philosophy is this: It's a matter of if you will go down, it's a matter of when.
Be safe out there!
One late afternoon, I was coming come from a company picnic, driving through town. Up ahead was an intersection that had two opposing stop signs for traffic coming perpendicular to the main street. Of course, I had the right-of-way with no stop signs to worry about. A guy in a car pulled up to one of the stop signs and stopped. As I got closer (I was going downhill, so my speed was picking up), the guy pulled out directly in front of me. If I were a train, I'd have demolished him, but being on a cruiser-style bike, my raction was to lock the brakes.
I slammed into the side of his car and flew over it, somersaulting because the right handlebar caught my right upper thigh. Not having a helmet (they weren't required then), I cradled my arms over my head to protect it as best I could. Luckily, when I landed on the street, I was in the sitting position. Unfortunately, that handlebar wack caused my leg to blow up like a baloon and the folks that gathered around me urged me to sit down to wait for the ambulance.
The surgeon who worked on my leg told me that if he ever saw me on a bike, he'd run me down. Well, I did get back on my bike for a while, but eventually, I had enough close calls to finally call it quits - too many bad drivers, sandy or wet patches to worry about. That was 25 years ago and while I still have my motorcycle license, my philosophy is this: It's a matter of if you will go down, it's a matter of when.
Be safe out there!


















