And then there was this one time at band camp ...
And then there was this one time at band camp ...
"I like to ride anyplace, anywhere, any time, any way!"![]()
reminds me of the time I pulled up at a mates place. Another person who wasn't really wanted there got a bit edgy that he couldn't get his car into the drive way, and I didn't move fast enough back to the bike to take the steering lock off, so he decided to show his strength and pivot it out of the way. One hand went to the frame on the left side, the other hand went to the big metal thing on the right.
I believe it got about an inch off the ground before he realised what that smell was...
I had just finished a race at ruapuna and was feeling how warm my tyres were( very warm) and then thought to see how warm my brake disks were...... bye bye fingerprints.
I didnt understand how my brain let that thought bypass the part that is supposed to filter out stupid ideas. But it did
Working in engineering for as long as i can remember, my hands became used to heat and I could get away with alot...
Having worked in an office for a year I cant touch paper without severing an artery, still.. office chicks > then grubby old men in overalls
the exhaust manifold on my mates yz250f glows white hot when riding at night. looks nasty wouldnt touch it
Thats whats up.
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