We don't have to see eye to eye, just mutual respect. I would think a 3 Para response to your call out shows respect?
Rubber down and power on Racer!
Wolfman

Reread my last post I added to it, to explain more.

Thanks zx!

I was playing with her box. Her wires were stiff and pubic. I licked my chops as she laid there on her bed. Slow I broke for lunch. She gave me a workout I couldn't walk for days. I went back for more... to explore. She is a disconnect by one bolt, one oh his ring... Phone... I'll be write back.

The "compound" is a cool idea, never thought about that... 150 acres, 4 holmes - mountains and scenery and twisted roads. Four men who fling love this bike, members of the nation and their families. That's my lotto commercial and dream right there!

* Last updated by: Wolfman on 9/29/2013 @ 11:10 AM *

Warrior thought 10
Gunning up the highway I am reminded that the rocket between my legs, is just a temporary condition of my mortality. In ten, twenty years, she will still look amazing, however, I may not fare so! As I think of this contemporal relationship I slip into 5th and slam sixth! Here we are again faithful stead, the splintered lanes are moving at such a rapid pace they bleed into a solid white line as my helmet buffets and I loose sight of the speedo! Break left, break right, I cut, glide, slam the throttle and shred that phuckn tire in the only way a stretch arm can. I decelerate take an exit and come to the light. I smash first to 8000, rpm, shift to second and hold it wide open laying a long gash black patch, another tire is extinguished and I can't help but think how many more hours remain in this mortality, innate existence.

Will I perch like my grandfather had, as my son will, upon the fastest accelerating motorcycle? His was an Indian, mine a 14r and who knows what turbine-jet bike my cub shall ride? And ride he will, as he thinks of me long buried. He will drop his visor, smash the throttle and cry out, "this one is for you Wolfman" as he lays down a mean ass "buzz the tower" that leaves a sonic boom like a thunder roll - only heard behind a broken sound barrier in an October sky! My son, I can hear you howling and your silloette beautifully cascades as you and I revel in the moonlight. Ahhwooo can you hear me howling my son. Grow fangs tear skin and hunt for a kill, the predator does not break far from our line. Our genealogy is like a spider web and in this web my son we are caught in its tendrils and together we hum along relative lines and nexus wave-links across dimensions of time and reality. Do you hear me howling? I am howling now dad, see you on top of sixth where I feel you grab my shoulder and whisper, "ride Wolfman, ride!"

* Last updated by: Wolfman on 9/30/2013 @ 8:28 PM *

Vision Quest!
To see the bike cross the finish line or complete before the execution of the technique requires focus! Total focus. One must remove the periferal distraction and only think of one thing. How one can meld mind to the bike. Anything else at the point of launch is inconsequential. Drive the rpm needle at 3 grand, 5grand, 7grand, then duump the clutch and grab fistfuls of throttle, breaking now, feel the tires hook up and all the forces require the rider to hold. Shift, smash, shift, smash until the bike disappears into a vortex. Glad you made it and now you can collect the man, you pictured at the finish line. He really exists. He is no apparition. He is you!

It got worse, but seems the trucker was tired of being passed. Fucker saw me coming and blocked me. Welcome to compression alley on the down side.

and watts his name?

I believe his name is James and hails from Scotland.

When that throttle opens, see that flow rate climb, feed that flow to thrust out fast burn with clutch dump done the work begins....

I wanna ride with the Hubster and a apprentice to the knowledge

100% Bobby! I want to ride with Hub till we can't do another mile, then I would sure as shit love to lineup the tools and do a full service on all of the bikes. Take our time, get each bike right down to the wax job, then stand back and realize WOT we just did. Flat out burn it up ride and maintenance with the man. That would be frickin awesome. Where do we sign up Hub? Have ya named ur sexy ride yet Hub? I like the name Envy for a green one. Seems everyone does that too em! :)) I even have a picture of a green one (Veridis), hangin in the garage.

C, Bobby, I'm just entering data off 'Mule3.' If I have a name for the bike, this is it. I have no name for the ape. Maybe first thing comes to mind is 'Sweet Handler.' With the R, she's a dirty pack mule, where I kick up the dirt with her. She gets wiped down some, but not the detail I'd like to get it in. That's usually after a few chain greasings I take the chain guard off and wipe her down from back to front.

We are out to chop lines and play it safe with the other kitties out there. Feed the AFR and vac gauge to the gop. Toggleshit, disconnectshit. Just some hobby to do. I'm Lov'inn The Electrics. I like to mindset every car coming that is aiming for my apex. They can have it, It makes me setup for another line, or to me, there is no line per say to be on. As long as you are smooth [in transition], you can blow every line, every apex, recover and continue.

I guess you are coming along for the ride in a way. I'm trying to find some dirt road, but they seem to be fenced off. I'll see if I can find someone working the land, get permission to hammer it down some orange grove?

Squirt the gas and hammer the brakes till I can't do it anymore.

We are out to chop lines and play it safe with the other kitties out there. Feed the AFR and vac gauge to the gop. Toggleshit, disconnectshit. Just some hobby to do. I'm Lov'inn The Electrics. I like to mindset every car coming that is aiming for my apex. They can have it, It makes me setup for another line, or to me, there is no line per say to be on. As long as you are smooth [in transition], you can blow every line, every apex, recover and continue.
I guess you are coming along for the ride in a way. I'm trying to find some dirt road, but they seem to be fenced off. I'll see if I can find someone working the land, get permission to hammer it down some orange grove?
Squirt the gas and hammer the brakes till I can't do it anymore.

You want to stop readin our minds Hub? :)) I swear a couple of the guys and I just had this exact convo. Same responses all around. The hooligans are pushin limits! :) rofl. I love every minute of it! Freezing cold here! Nasty and wolf and I have been using the harder pavement this time of year to push the reduced traction situations. TC works very well.

What up hubs and C. Today I crushed my license plate and scraped my left peg while laying a corner carve on a stretch that I know had traffic behind me scratching their head! WHOT!

I love that shit wolf! I was ass off and feelin that cold pavement give me the greasy feeling on exit as I fed in power from 3rd. Triple check ur tire pressure (just sayin, not that you don't homie), Last couple corners I was expecting the tires to feel warmer and the greasy to lessen. Turns out the weather here lately had my cold tire pressure down to 37 rear / 36 front. I usually run 41 rear / 40 front. Just that small pressure drop was giving me greasy. Ride home was excellent, back to confidence at deeper lean and a crisp sensation stead of mushy.

* Last updated by: Cblast on 10/10/2013 @ 11:55 PM *

How many of us stretch and soar at vortex depth and search for 7th gear? The RPM needle, brings mass destruction to the feeble, maximum rip, salient trip! Full mast and ready the hum of the tank and buzz of the seat, completes the wrecking ball, leads to discreet and ultimate defeat! Smash whot 1st, smash 2nd we sing to the top of 6, is there a heaven? Yes, purgatory lives at 11500 rpm in 6th and heaven awaits on the top of seven. We are all trying to get to seven, philthy kawasaki, can't you see we need gear seven!!! We all want in, we all want to journey to heaven. Join in a pledge to tuck the helmet behind a Mark I - we crest closer to the edge, ride appeal and no regret! Just ride 6th like you stole it!

Phuckin right Wolf! So many times I tap that shift lever lookin for the next gear to infinity and beyond!

This video is just a simple ride to Springfield to check out a bike night.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uTzEzNfeFY&feature=youtube_gdata_player

* Last updated by: smatlock42 on 10/11/2013 @ 11:04 AM *

Nice ride Smat!

Whot

There is a certain "smugness" that is almost palpable as you cruise around those other bikes. Knowing that beneath you lies a powerplant capable of utterly destroying everything else that is there brings a devilish grin to one's face. I do enjoy this feeling and can't help but revel in its darkened aura.

There is a certain "smugness" that is almost palpable as you cruise around those other bikes. Knowing that beneath you lies a powerplant capable of utterly destroying everything else that is there brings a devilish grin to one's face. I do enjoy this feeling and can't help but revel in its darkened aura.

MAV is my HERO!