Doll EAR 4 Dollar, Cable Up The Storage Map Short..... OH shit, I smoked the harness... So ass little as this asshole sits on this bike, I have the Pro'z IS Con' Knot get enough time to windup the cable. But as mush as that liquid cable is on the move, I think you gobble up all that time you do not have is hang your ass out is life is short and inn retrospect ear is the bike's P/C... A.L.A, CW's long haul are my short throws....

Pro'z: You can at will, have those blue and red dots in your mirror sink into the horizon. You have to play fair, slow yourself down to a stop is keep your feet up. Now, slowly move away without missing is dab a step. Did you stop for the cop and as soon as he catches up, you nail it again and he is just sitting dare on that opposed twin and now you flip the toggle on the tail light; it goes something like ah dis > :nana:
You say you were checking fuel smileage and now you were pulled over and well, it's a large bike and a quiet bike and still makes a cop in awe shucks, he wishes he was on one is man, those lights I can touch them they are so close is game over; he's on one too? No, H-D is keep that budget in the USA is hey, no politicsit on the slow is the radio is day fastest 60hz my wallet every time.

Con'z: You receive ticket. :crackup: You did not use the mirrors it comes with. They do not buzz is clear horizon is why the fuzz disappeared off your viewing screen is like bug-be-gone > Why did dent you look in the mirror first, Dumb-E :puzzled:

Pro,z: Your first suggestion is to give them a handicap is, 'Mow-Z along now, office ear'... I'll be right switch ya to receive that ticket. Pull all the cable you got, gobble boy; get that paper ready is hold your hand out wit ticket stub. Pazz-Inn-Passion-Fruit year assUp and eye haft to pay for ticket? Fair is fare us wheel; hold your hand out; is pluck it from your finger tips, be on my left side is you are done wit cable eye eel sea [ya laid her].

Con'z Eye red eye'd is in my r-view mirror can't get enough of the Z.... X... K use me, I must go charge is her battery is look for the blue and is show him my front stick her is that sissy cop; he ain't gotty WOT it's got in day wristeaseas if I am training him to come tag alone! I am an LA PD washout was to train the police fleet; eye never got in the door I am too beat up with metal pins was the city's liability pulling you out of a burning car is I bust down right at that moment is get it? And am told that scenario is that is a bow out for me is put city money up in jeopardy for my wants? Go and take my place, young one without hair brain ways you send you body in crack free. Me, :scared: Shaking inn my boots or it is not fun, sir badge man.

Run along now off ice sir Krump Key... Go chase the speed deers. This wasn't speeding. You Stew PIt? When y0ou pull bowf of US over, it is a pit stop is waste my wrist time they are drug/drunk and day are phoning to tell someone [I'm heading home day fast test way eye know is = SAFE!]. :loco:

And that is why I ride the safest bike alive is the rider, not the speed, dearest one. :thumbup:

PRO/CON: cider how sour: It is solow slow, you see is; zI half to give [some of] use is a head start...

http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/smookeey/?action=view¤t=HanDayCap.jpg Han Day Cap Peer picture. Data is day communication brake downskis is you look inn the mirror, that means I give you... YOU know, I think if you read the caption is why you are receiving the short term/long term sheet if I know how fast it goes?

Bottom line. I was heading up at lookout peak [where I just came back] from the rock. A Yam that passed me on the way to the rock, I again saw him as I was heading up to the lookout spot. I'm riding slow up the canyon [tolling for squids at my age no less]. I am bone stock, no hack but the GPSnip toggled on. Who do I see coming up quick? Yep, he's on a Yam R1 1000, correct? Lots of ground clearance with a pipe and I'm stock with center stand. I step it up, and it was tight stuff, so I could not use the mirror. Was he a dot? Yep... Shit, he signs off on me. Does not even try, he knew this was some torque out of the corner he had shit for me!

Coming home, Some Gixxher 1000 with the decent smooth rear end flowing off the seat [of that year I have no clue]. Now, I reel him in and take my line and his lines are not even worth dis gusting is he was feeling the heat and saw how I was so far back and coming up on him [about 3 times I let him go then reeled him inn], he too turned off on the coast line looking at me that close on his ass is grass is. So, if you boys peeked inn to look for me here, now you know why I have not lost it up dare yet is got some for ya!

Dis bike makes you a better rider wit less imput = HA HA, slop pee boys... You need to wake me up I was falling asleep in my helmet is no shit I had to come home/funz over.

* Last updated by: Hub on 3/1/2009 @ 5:06 PM *

I do not know what the deal was? I had both daylight headlights running. There was nothing up ahead where you would need to change lanes. Especially the left lane I was in. There where trees and the cement center divider that you could not turn left for a 1/2 a mile at least was there too.

Like a huge buzzing fly in the house the moment you open the door, this little SUV just pulled into my lane and the timing to do that was just s/he did not see me or did not judge or I have no clue I was riding so long with this person was pace with the car. Go figure.

I was slow and legal riding. No more will I ever stay with traffic. I have to survive and for me to stay out of trouble, I am stepping up the throttle on any car that paces with me. I have to obey the speed limit so of course, cars will be next to you. Unfortunately you both pace the same speed. If I come up on cars now where we are maintaining the speed limit, I am going to place each car behind me. I am going to leave that single car way behind so they do not collect me.

I find the wolf-pack-gap is a safe traffic move that I like to stay in. But it does not last long because they do not obey the speed limit and I am always pushing ahead of them to keep them away until I catch the front traffic. Then the pattern begins all over again is to hammer the throttle; finding the next wolf pack gap to keep that wide gap in play; speeding to where I am going.

This is the only bike that can close the gap or open a gap. I could not believe I was deliberately a half car length in pace behind and that van's blind spot for at least a minute of driving? And without moving over slower but places the winker on and moves left at the same time into my lane, they just cut me off; I was a sitting duck. I just glanced for a moment looking in the rear view mirror. Then I had to hit the brakes so hard I could not believe I can trust being that close to anyone anymore.

Serves me right to obey the law and they do not.

I think I may have to fight tickets me ripping that bike past cars just to stay away from the insane moves they make. I just wish I had two cameras rolling; one at the forks, the other at the jerk up front that needs to be re-licensed to drive.

Drive as I dive for the fronts. This is one amazing bike. The brakes are supreme comfort. I cannot believe the proportional chop the fronts can do in a panic stop. She may be leaving a rub on the road, but damn if I can feel that ABSmooth front brake. And I do not have ABS!

Bench racing back in the test ride days taking your bike out and working the red line you may take it to; I remember that 1999 Hayabusa front brake and I could pop the back end up on that heavy slug. So the brakes back then were as impressive as they are today.

I could not believe the front brake keeps giving me back that performance and I never seem to use the rears. I am conscience of removing that lever once I feel the front wash, but I think the technique was to jam on the brakes really hard and release just as quick. Before I could think they are going to push me to that center divider curb, I was clear of that car, went around that car to the right where they just moved from and I proceeded to clear car after car I came up to. That pissed me off that I have to time-in with cars and sit there waiting to be maimed. I learned my lesson not to hang with cars but keep away from them by all means necessary.

I will not pace or keep the same speed limit with cars anymore. One rip of the cable they are behind me. One squeeze of the brake and I maneuver around them to what they were thinking. I was almost taken out on the world's safest bike is why I am still here today to bust year balls another day.

Last Sunday like I mentioned, I was just moving along taking my lines. Here comes a Suzuki something. Now I am just cruising the speed limit and the Suzuki comes up on me. I now have to stop moving all over the road is where is this guy going to take his move and pass me?

I more or less am looking in my mirror than the line now. I see he has no clue how to set up such nice curve braking ribbon of line, so I wave my left hand for him to follow in back of me so at least I can return to my lines.

For about 3 seconds he sat back there and then took off. I am now more or less going to take my lines now and reel that sucker inn. I now hammer on the turns and pass his ass up like he was standing still. I then slow down and let him pass again.

One more time before I knew I was about to turn off the road, I ripped past him again. And where did I see him hang out? Trying to be Joe Racer at some hangout going up and down some canyon.

Kids/Punks/Wannabeez... I even play wit dem on the street is on the net is the same deal is REEL TV> Signature Penis w/fork full of Tandy Candy is caught in the act stealing my parts. Tell 'em Dogz the Tax Man!

I need another TV video of, TandyDandyDickerLickHer. Find that forker in the gayrage and stab it to death take my tandycandy.

Tonight I had puddles front end dancing in 6th gear. I moved away from the wolfpacks and found open road. Surprised the hell out of me with this setup. Imagine a 2-Stroke you had in the old days. Well, day R Back!

I really needed to get out and exercise the body/brain. Someone with a handling type bike, street tires; a motoGP bike was up ahead. I put him behind me. I think I devastated the poor guy. He didn't even try and he had the bike to hang in the tight stuff, but nope. I had a handful myself being the front end was floating off the crappy bumpy road.

When I came back after a ride [with the helmet cam test positioned as a guess this time], I had that darn cam in the backpack. This Harley is ahead of me and now I split lanes up to him. We take off at the light, but I more drop the hammer real slight because I do not know where or what he will do?

The next light, we split up to it again; but now he hauls on the green light. I am behind him. We enter the on ramp, and this is the hair pin turn I came out of and then whacked the wall with old bike. So, we are cranked over, but I am on the outside and I think I'll go round de outside roundee outside. His side bags were getting low and he wanted to show off or show he could spark the big boy if he wanted to.

I saw that and I hung back thinking this guy may go down and I'm on the outside is he and I are hooking it down together if he sees my wheel. So, I kind of let him go and then say, screw it, nail it like I stole it, never ever think of that wall because that is my hook-inn turn and it doesn't phase me for a second.

I blew past him I do not know how fast, but he was looking slow as I like to reel them in from the back. That way, the speed I am moving like is they will never catch up so the [game is to] shut it down. I already closed the deal with the next move. He was still merging and blended in. I saw an opening, I took the high side and scooped him up.

How about that; we get off the same exit. I don't want to look at him. I'm sure he's maybe a little devastated [will this bike eat you up] I hooked that sweeper faster than he can ever do with that piece of shit. Hey, he could take that on-ramp pretty well, so I give him that.

Nice one. Sometimes it seems like its a game of "who's more crazy, beotch?" When that happens, I always let 'em go. I'm not good enough to deal with my own crazy zone and the other guy's at the same time. Maybe some day.

Hey Rook, Did you watch that latest underground video goof? That vid was more with you and your 'crazy zone' in mind. I try to run a smooth line rather than just ride balls out.

Smooth = Fast

Apex Attack = Faster

Smooth + Attack = Fastest

I watch the :54 second mark up to 1:01 about. I keep repeating how that is so slow and low; hugging the white line. If that speed were balls out, I would be up in the yellow above the arrows and then look down the road or the slow arc I made rather than using the whole road [of my lane]. That is a complex area. Lots of lines through there where you can do some damage to your opponent.

It looks like I cross the lines, but I don't. I more or less get close or kiss them sometimes I feel the reflectors on occasion. I try to avoid that being the traffic for one. I pull away from traffic or head for the white line once I hit the yellows.

It looks dangerous traffic wise, but I have safety in mind. Besides, that bike is idling through that stretch of ribbon.

* Last updated by: Hub on 5/12/2009 @ 10:00 AM *

^^People like you who are experienced riders are the safest people to to get a little competative with. Racers know their limitations and they are paying attention to everything around them. Sunday drivers who don't have a clue you or anyone else is on the road are a lot more likely to wreck. Worse, they usually suffer from the delusion that they are safe drivers.

Just last evening I had a blue haired granny pull out on a ramp in the lane where I wanted to go so I could take the exit. I zing, brrr - zing, brrrrrrrrrr, down shifted twice and paced her two lanes to her left, waiting for her to move onto the expressway. She never even looked over at me. Anyone who can't notice me slowing from 80 mph to 40, twenty feet away, staring straight over at her is not someone I want to ride anywhere close to. I didn't even want to speed up and pull in front of her because she might have freaked out and slammed on the brakes causing someone else to rearend her. I just putted along and let her get ahead of me enough to pull in behind her and get TF away from her.

I have no clue what is going on with me? I think it was the tone or attitude as if I miss my bike, roll down the window to this punk kid, and start pointing to an old photo on my side window.

I was not running the speed limit for this little section. Coming up on traffic and I let their jockeying settle inn. Then I headed up to the exit with everyone way in the back now. This kid has his Toyota truck all jacked up booha-ha style. So it takes a ladder to step up in this one.

I see he's part of that traffic that just has to get ahead of everyone and then slow down for turns and sweepers. You know the type.
This section [I was heading for] is super fast and you better be working the short shoots or this could toss that tall, top heavy baha over in a ditch.

Coming down off the exit, I could not get a break to keep this kid in the back. So, traffic is light on the road getting there. He passes me on this dual lane, so as to get up to the next turn; which has two lanes that blend into one. Here is where I might get my head blown off or pulled out of the truck.

But, do ass the ass I do, I roll the window down, and point my finger at that bike like I have a winker on my arm it's moving like a clock. He can see it but you really can't. You gotta look behind a smoke window sorta. He rolls down his window, I say that either way, I am going to take that corner and cook his ass. I said, you could take it too, but now I will be on your ass pushing you, which is it?

No shit, I could not believe this is going down. I then say [i wish i had that camera rolling] that I am going to give you a lesson either way, which do you want? Do you want to follow me is give you a smooth way through about 6 miles of following you or be cool and let me lead.

He sort of whatever he did was let me go without a fuss [at the throttle] with street cameras rolling. So, that was one thing out of the way is next; get this boy rolling in a ditch. I had that pickup bed in a buckle hooking that sweeper all up to the apex. He was smart enough not to follow me inn so I could park his ass for following.

Na, all I did was keep my pace through the corners [he was way back] and hooked the last sweep; show over. Rarely do I have a clean run at it was all I wanted. And yes, that frame was a buckling right on the edge of drifting the back around. Lucky they have a limiter because of the harmonics to the drive shaft is I can feel it come on. They can't take the speed being 2-piece and 3 angles getting to rear end.

So, as soon as the lane went single I took my line and the kid was hooking it with me... And then.... And then I went my pace is he was way back there; give him a lesson is shit on him. Then, I gave more hand signals that they patrol the place and I am locked on cruse now. Go suck eggs.

There is a 40mph sign on this 'S section' for that speed. He was sort of on my tail and backed away from me. As I keep it on cruise at 55, I step on the throttle more in the S. Now he is way back there and he finally turns off a street.

He was pushy and aggressive. I just told him that he was sorta game for this if he was so pushy for the front. I told him if he was game for a lesson is try to control myself. I'm not on the 14 where I do not need to say a think at the light is it speaks for me.

Once again, minding my own business. A young girl is sucking on her drive-thru drink, crosses over the solid line that is part of an off ramp that turns into a lane.

Seems she did was going to cross that solid white line and take me out. She finally sees me showing her miss-Q. I kept slowing down for her illegal unsafe antics. As I am slowing down to point to her how long that white line is, I then hold my middle finger at her as if I had that dildo attached in the back and hung that finger out for as long as I could.

She was so far back she would not move closer as traffic slowed. I think I am a magnet or something, or people are just stupid drivers and are going to get a lesson in etiquette of hand signals.

* Last updated by: Hub on 6/18/2009 @ 6:09 PM *

My nephew found out the hard way about aftermarket parts. I found out the hard way about going blind and learning how to wire a chopper. That battery fiasco is another story.

The last two days were a nightmare with my nephew pounding me we get the bike up and running. So, with a little machine work done on his end, we now installed a starter motor on the bike. The parts came in and all the wait was for the nephew to get a day off, come over and work on the bike.

How does he come to get the bike? I have to go to his place, pick him up and bring him back. So, after lunch, I hop on the bike and give him a ride over to the garage. This was the first time in 2 weeks since I felt good enough to trek out still hacking the flu in my helmet.

I'm on the freeway, finding my wolf pack gaps, hang until they keep moving up to close me down. So, I'm moving at a pretty good clip trying to find any gap away from cars.

By this time, I am coming up to climb up the grade to one of my practice 'sweepers.' This grade is super fast either going up or coming down. So, I sort of know this turf well. I now see a Carrera type car with the spoiler and fenders bulged for wide tires.

I'm not about to weed out the specific car, but it looked more race than this gentlemen sedan. It was silver in color.

Since he was running his pace, and me trying to get away from everything on the road, I of course, showed that money car how to take a line. Typical me, I passed the guy not fast or nothing. Just a few more mph than others were traveling. I now show off and say to myself how much car that is and that guy in it is just... You know.

Anyway, I just took this smooth line and took the whole lane up and kissed the dotted lines, came out to the other curve, and then, Whooooooooooooooooooh! That Porsche blew past me like I was almost standing still. I could not believe I woke that sucker up, he blind sided me, I never looked back in the mirror to see him coming.

Now mind you, I'm in sixth gear going up this grade. Once he flew by, I was now sucked into it. We were running all even once I said go to myself, 'Go get 'em! I'm now thinking of these hard tires and how much can I push them?

I can see a few turns up ahead and traffic too. He's in the fast land and I was cruising in the next lane over. I now switch lanes and am right on his ass. He swings over to the other lane and we are moving through these sweepers at a faster clip than I've ever been. Though it was short lived, I then pass his ass, heading right for the retaining wall to exit my apex, and then he shuts it down.

We had a lot of room left before we were about to come up on anyone. Once he backed off, I gave him a few waves for a few seconds of sporting fun and what that car can do. It was a pretty fast car. I though about hitting 5th gear just to romp on his driving skills when I passed him.

But the way we were moving and I was leaned over hard in 6th, I figure I hit 5th, I'm going to take out a chunk of wall if I do. It was lucky I either pushed him pretty hard and spooked him, or he was smarter than me and backed off when he did. I'll never know.

Lucky you- I rarely ever find a guy in a Porche who is willing to race. The old Mustang drivers are usually pretty fast. I am surprised by the power of those big cars from a low speed roll.

Hey Rook. I had a mustang GT on one of our favorite twisty back roads try to run off and leave us. I would close in on his rear right up until he should be breaking for the corner then back off a little so I didn't have to brake just to get his speed up and push him a little. Well at the fifth pretty tight corner he went in too hot and the rear stepped out on, as soon as we come out of the corner to a decent high vis stretch I drop out and shot around him. You should have seen the look on his face when we passed him and the wife just waves bye bye. Oh those are fun

* Last updated by: heathun on 11/10/2009 @ 6:06 PM *

I had some fun with one a couple weeks back. It was night time so I don't know exactly what kind of mustang it was but it was an older one and it was fast. I pulled ahead of him and as far as i'm concerned, that was the end of the race. I backed off because we were heading into town and there are usually gobs of cops on that road. The funnest races are out where there is no traffic for miles and you can just keep f''ing with them until they give up.

Here we go... Two guys are on some sort of twin sounding engines or maybe they were R1's with the mufflers up under the rear seat.

I'm heading up a two lane canyon road, take my line, look in the mirror and there is this one guy hanging with me. I then nail it, look in the mirror again and they are back there trying to catch up.

We are getting close to where the CHP hang out and I'm trying to keep the pace down. I let these two pass me. I am now right on the back of the one guy. I rather they hook it up being I am more just kicking back in fear of the cops.

They catch up to a car up ahead. The car swings into a passing lane where it was more a courtesy lane if you are too slow going up the grade. I hung back so these two would not collect me as the car moved to the right. I then hoof it right back up to the tail end guy and could read his slip-on stickers.

This bike is one, "no you don't budzo" beast, if you think you can get away from this 14. They are braking way too early and I am not using the rear brakes, (as usual). I just let them go.

Did I need to prove I could retake them? Naaaaaaa... I wish I had the camcorder running though. I kept on that guy's tail just for grins. It would have been a decent video.

I take this transition freeway on the way home from packing this wire harness under my jacket. I see no one but two trucks in both lanes. I'm kind of bunched up and not really in a comfortable position to make the move I made passing these two trucks.

If you do not think this bike if forgiving, I have a sweeper you can try. See, I thought I could get around these two guys. But the bike blitzed passed these two, being I had to pass one on the left and then move right, which then I would move back to the left lane and hug the sweeper, where I was bouncing off the reflectors they glue on the roads.

This bike took off and I was now heading for the wall. I messed up big time and over-cooked passing these two. I now am way kinked over trying to bring the bike back onto the freeway. My body was so distorted that I should have never attempted this maneuver!

The front forks dived as I took a hold of the brakes. I was about to tap the rear, but the wall was coming up fast. I then cranked the bike over more to peel away from the oncoming cement barrier. By the time I released the front brake, I had to commit and pulled it back thinking I'm not going to make this one. When I did release the brake, that dip send the bike into semi-washout. I thought for sure the front would skid on me if I did not release it NOW!

I'm thinking. 'what the hell was I thinking!' I then corrected, looked in the mirror, saw one guy in the truck move off the road thinking he better stop to clean me up, as he watched what just flew past him. All I can say is this bike is so, "FORGIVING" you have no idea how great this bike handles!

If that front brake ever skidded, I would have hit that wall harder than what the '06 did the day I threw it away. It must be that master cylinder giving some fantastic feedback way before it locks up. Looking back, I can't believe I missed another close one.

I'm too old for this stuff thinking I feel no different than 30 years ago. The reflexes are not what they used to be, nor have I learned my lessons tossing so many bikes away during my years being so addicted to speed. If you do not think this bike is one precision piece of equipment, I doubt something this big handles the way it does. I survived on more catastrophic event. Damn, this is a fantastic bike!

* Last updated by: Hub on 11/18/2009 @ 3:34 PM *

looked in the mirror, saw one guy in the truck move off the road thinking he better stop to clean me up, as he watched what just flew past him.

He just had to stop to have a heart attack for you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GH8D2EqDZs&feature=rec-fresh+div-r-3-HM

OFFICE EAR whispered in my ear is read (more info) but not until you see the first few seconds of the video. I might be rolling with camera each time out sounds like good insurance... He said, she said is roll the tape!

* Last updated by: Hub on 1/26/2010 @ 11:02 AM *

I remember those days in California-ya-the diamond lane-thankfully,never had a cage slip out in front of me like that-though I had one recently up here.Guy was following some kind of utility truck-I was back a ways-coming up.Had followed behind the cage for about a mile-with my HIDS blazin.Guy couldn't have not seen me back there(by this time I was up behind him about 50,60 feet,ready to pass).So we get to the straight,and I'm hittin my blinker to pass-broken yellow my side.Go to make the pass-this yahoo starts pullin right out and around this truck.I'm already committed.He's got NO blinker-nothin indicatin he's gonna make a move.I gassed it,cleared him easily,but I'll tell ya-some people's kids!Had I been goin along just sightseein and such,and went to pass at a mild pace,he'd of nailed me with his frontend fender.NICE!I've also had em pull over to the right(no signal)as if they're lettin me go by,and then suddenly(again,without any signal)cross over the line(double yellow,on a curve no less!!!) an make a U-TURN.UNBELIEVEABLE!!!!That one I "just" missed.Could have reached out my right hand and touched their left front fender .Good thing my baby had the torque and HP.It saved my a&^.These sideroads up here can definitely get a guy hurt if he's not watchin up the road when there's a line of traffic.Tryin to pass-these guys will turn right in front of ya to the left(we're all going the same direction).If yer passin a guy doin that-fuggitaboutit.You're history.I don't know who's got more brains-the deer,or the drivers!THAT's why I hate ridin in the city-gotta get out and AWAY from the rolling bike crushers!!!I've got that guy on video here-but I can't figure out HOW to chop the vid and just make that little incident a clip.

* Last updated by: blue07 on 1/26/2010 @ 2:53 PM *

Finished off the throttle body change, took a longer loop, saw two guys on a red Honda and a black ??? Because I knew this road well, I came up on these two and hung a few hundred yards with them. Then I flat out took off. I'm waiting for this guy to finally move over, both bikes now are hanging close to me, especially the black bike. They caught up to me, and are now pacing with me, not passing me.

I mean, I could have split between the cars, but I was in no rush. They did not split lanes either to get away from me. I just wanted to see what kind of roll on we would have? So, the car stays in the fast lane, I click down two gears. I then toss my winker on, nail it around the guy and take off.

A quick glance in the mirror, they are back, and I mean back. I back off now. I can't see the road. Looks like one big road and cars are coming up now. All of a sudden, I look again and whoooosh, that black bike flies past me. I'm trying to get away from them, so I almost move into the black bike, but here is the Honda coming. I stayed where I was, let him go by, then high tailed it off an exit.

Maybe that one Honda was like Kruz'? There was no way a 600cc could keep that close, so they had to be 1000's with all the goodies. We were more conveyor belt once I leaped ahead, but I was not about to keep that kind of triple digit next to cars. It was all open gap before I called it off.

It's torque being at the top. Or is lonely the word?