it goes Rrrrrooooooooaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr bup bup bup Rrrrooooaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!!!!
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it goes Rrrrrooooooooaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr bup bup bup Rrrrooooaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!!!!
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Not even with yours!!!
...cos it's the first step on the road to a MV Agusta!![]()
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Cos it is not a F%^ken cage.
I can't hit my head on the roof.
The wind can't shut the door on my fingers.
Kid's are excited by its very present.
Women walk differently when they think I am watching from the bike, but not from the cage.
I can set of all the car alarms in my building by staying in first.
I don't have to take a F%^ken umbrella when it is raining.
I don't have to spend $600 a month on the commute that cost $600 on the bike. difference being on a bike that includes HP, servicing, reg, wof, gear. In a cage that is the gas.
I can deal up most cages that try to drag me (especialy like scoobies / skylines), because I run out of balls before I run out of ponies.
Every day brings me more love for my bike.
The anticipation of going for a big ride..
and the sound when we are out there
wherever it is
and stopping, after riding hardout for the a couple of hours and the bike is slowly ticking over as i take a piss ... opps too much information
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