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Originally Posted by scuba steve
haha agreed, you emphasized everything i was trying to say 
i've lost my back wheel before, slid out from under me on a turn and went down right when i first started riding. didn't have the right gear on, arm was total road rash. and i considered myself lucky, could've been 1000x worse. (no helmet, not the right shoes on)
honestly kind of glad i did cause i realized how easy it is and respected bikes a lot more. knock on wood haven't had any other accidents, 2 bikes later. control what you can, do your best to watch out for shitty drivers ( i swear i have a spidy sense now, can predict when dickheads aren't looking or are going to merge), and don't take stupid chances |
I dropped once in my twenties.
Was at 25mph had shorts gloves and a good leather Jacket. That way taught me respect for the two wheels.
The gloves and Jacket way saved my ass!! And ever since then, I don't ever fuck around when it comes to gear.
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Originally Posted by mineistaken
Sounds good enough as I am not the type of person who likes to run fast and dumb etc.
Ps: when you talk about clothing gear you mention "jeans". Are jeans good enough as far as riding gear goes?
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Nobody is that type until you have the power and nimbleness of a rice rocket.
I lived in Palos Verdes and would ditch the cops weekly. My license plate would velcro on and off. When I would ride, I never planned on pulling over. And if the cops could never read my plate, I could dictate the speed of the chase. Not saying I was smart, because I was not.
Ditching cops in LA on LA Streets and Palos Verdes hills was too easy. It was as simple as going a few miles over the speed limit, splitting traffic, with 4 rows of traffic each lane, 10 cars deep at a red light. Would split it and turn right. Cops would never be able to get around all of those cars. Was so funny to me when I was in my twenties.
Did this weekly. Since my Plate was in my pocket, they could never read it.
Obviously I have way grown up since then. And I stay away from race bikes! Im smarter than I was then, but even today if I borrow One of my buddies carbon fiber Ducati's, I can't help but to speed. Usually 20+ miles over the limit. You feel that power at the flick of the wrist, you can't help but to use it. I have done 0-180 back to Zero on a 2 mile stretch on a tricked out 1300 on a public road. Cant help it when you have that kind of power.
Race Bikes to me and for me=Limited life expectancy.
Its too easy to go fast. If you had one or have one, you will know exactly what Im talking about.
Harleys for me for ever! Call me old, but I'm still around.
Just Dave