Reading a different thread and thought I'd ask.
For me, I always wanted to ride. Evil Knievel jumping Caesar 's Palace, my aunt taking me out on her RD350 back in the 70s. Neighbourhood friends with beat up RZ125 or KX80 dirt bikes.
Watching Rainy or Lawson squirming around the track. Dancing on one wheel braking into corners and power sliding wheelie coming out.
Catching Easy Rider on TV or Carmichael roosting through a track like a hot knife through butter.
Hearing a Kerker piped GPz or VMax burnout.
Or the chrome and gold Viragos.
Or cursing The Bonnie with possessed electrics or kicking a Shovelhead to life.
Loving Honda for the Shadow/Magna/Sabre V45/V65 machines.
Two stroke Yamaha RZ350 that ringed their front wheel to the sky with the wake of blue exhaust from the pipes.
Or the cool black and gold midnight special.
There are many others of course. I've never been a brand loyalist. Just loved everything that was two wheels.
How about when those HP wars? Busa and ZX10? When you could hear a bike and be able to know the make and model. When you could see the head light and just know what it is......
Bikes have always been a part of life in some way. It just speaks to me.
So how about the rest of you?
Did a vacation riding a scooter with a girlfriend or boyfriend plant a seed to get your licence?
A family member that rode or rides?
Are you a gear head?
Is it the freedom?
The track?
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For me, I always wanted to ride. Evil Knievel jumping Caesar 's Palace, my aunt taking me out on her RD350 back in the 70s. Neighbourhood friends with beat up RZ125 or KX80 dirt bikes.
Watching Rainy or Lawson squirming around the track. Dancing on one wheel braking into corners and power sliding wheelie coming out.
Catching Easy Rider on TV or Carmichael roosting through a track like a hot knife through butter.
Hearing a Kerker piped GPz or VMax burnout.
Or the chrome and gold Viragos.
Or cursing The Bonnie with possessed electrics or kicking a Shovelhead to life.
Loving Honda for the Shadow/Magna/Sabre V45/V65 machines.
Two stroke Yamaha RZ350 that ringed their front wheel to the sky with the wake of blue exhaust from the pipes.
Or the cool black and gold midnight special.
There are many others of course. I've never been a brand loyalist. Just loved everything that was two wheels.
How about when those HP wars? Busa and ZX10? When you could hear a bike and be able to know the make and model. When you could see the head light and just know what it is......
Bikes have always been a part of life in some way. It just speaks to me.
So how about the rest of you?
Did a vacation riding a scooter with a girlfriend or boyfriend plant a seed to get your licence?
A family member that rode or rides?
Are you a gear head?
Is it the freedom?
The track?
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