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(continued from "Report: went M/C Shopping today.")
(Day 1...originally posted 8-15-2003 )
<----New owner of:
2004 Kawasaki Nomad 1500 Fi
Blue & Silver, bone stock
$15,094 cash, incl. tax, reg, delivery, new helmet & gloves.
As of 9:45 AM this morning.
Total mileage so far: 18
It thumps more than I thought it would.
Low speed handling better than expected.
Had to get used to the clutch.
My briefcase wont fit in the hard bags.
Why does an F.I. bike have a choke knob?
Rode right to work.
I'm still shaking from the adrenaline, even though
I haven't had it over 45 MPH yet.
Still recovering from the burnt paint fumes though. Why would anyone paint a catylitic convertor I don't know. Those things get [i]HOT![/i]
Anyhow, some more observations after my ride home:
Total mileage so far: 28, as I rode it home from work 10 miles)
It's a bit louder than I thought it would be. Just right really.
Just a smidgen louder than a stock H-D Road King.
It weighs a smigen more.
I's a smidgen longer.
The engine is a smidgen bigger.
The hardbags are a smidgen smaller.
The price was like $5000 less.
Otherwise it rumbles & thumps (and even once "spit") just like a real Milwaukee paint shaker; though the bars & mirrors don't viberate as much.
And it shifts a little smoother.
If I'd bought a Harley, it would have had to be a used one, or finance part of it.
No way was I going into debt, after just getting out from one (the old house.)
I just had too many other commitments to the wife to fix up this property; and I'm gonna hire it all out. I'll be too busy at work, and will be hard-pressed to find riding time for a while. I spent every dime she would allow me to, plus $94.
Anyhow, I've had it up to 50 MPH now. I'm taking it pretty easy on the break-in miles. By the time it hits 500 miles, I'll have taken it up the mountain a couple times, real easy, with Judy on back; and I'll have had it to 100 maybe once, solo.
I'm also taking it easy on me too, untill I get me sea-legs back solid. I've been off bikes for several years now (save an occasional short ride on a borrowed honda). I don't get enough exercise for a grown man, since I bunged up my knee.
I don't mind tellin' you, the first five minutes were sorta scary. This is the heavest thing I've ever ridden, and by almost 300 lbs the heavest I've ever owned. It took a bit of practice to "get" the hydraulic clutch, and I stalled it on the first couple attempts at starting out. But after a couple 20 minute sessions in stop & go rush hour traffic, I'm feeling my cheerieos again, and I can tell that I'm going to have a fine time with it.
I did some tight idle-speed S's, O's and 8's in the parking lot tonight, and never dabbed or even thought about it. It's geared for the highway, but it appears that it will smoke right off the line (once I decide it's broken in enough for a good hard launch.)
Now all I'm missin' is some vacation time to enjoy it. That's gonna be scarce, as we've got more work than we can do between now and Christmas. Plus, Judy's back at work, and her new class will be in Monday.
(Day 2 8-16-2003)
I would like to remove the convertor and get a fuel-mapping setup.
I don't know if you can re-map the stock ECM or not.
May have to get a Power Commander or something.
I like the stok exhaust note fine, and it would get a bit louder without the Cat.
Perhaps I can just fab a custom crossover pipe to replace it.
(Day 2 8-16-2003)
Well it's not virgin any more.
I hit some bug-splat when I took it out this morning.
I went for a doughnut run, which somehow turned into a 10 mile jaunt up the freeway.
I kept it between 50 and 65, accelerating & decellerating slowly the whole time.
I took one half-hearted sprint up to 75, but only kept it there a few seconds.
Shifting on the freeway turns out to be much smoother and faster than a Harley, though around town it's a little notchy in the lower gears.
Perhaps that will smooth out, or perhaps it's just me that needs to smooth out. It's sure different from everything else I've had.
I started using the heel part of the heel & toe shifter, and it works nice. I still have to think about where the brake pedal is though. It's not that far forward for my leg, it's just not where a Jap bike usually puts it. At first, I found myself using the front brake almost exclusively, but I'm forcing myself to use the back one too.
The brakes are the smoothest I've ever had.
The clutch seems to be getting smoother too, or maybe that's just me getting smoother. Hard to say.
Things have to break in a bit.
42 miles on the clock so far.
I'm more jazzed than the first time I rode it.
(Day 2 8-16-2003)
I did couple trips today with Judy on the back.
She did really well and likes it more than I'd imagined.
Total mileage on the clock now 91 miles.
Used 2.7 gallons in 75 miles.
This thing gets about the same mileage as my Pontiac Bonneville,
but must have premium gas. The Pontiac will burn regular.
We did 25 miles in the heat of the afternoon. (100 F today in Clovis.)
I took off the lowers today, and was glad I did.
Rode about half in town, half on open country roads. All straight, no twisties.
Did another 19 about 9:30 PM, when it had cooled down a lot.
All straight in-town boulevards & expressways, No freeways yet with Judy.
Some more observations after riding two-up:
Top speed achieved two-up was 55 MPH. Mostly we did 30~45 MPH.
This bike hardly knows you've got a passenger.
It actually rides smoother and straighter with one.
I wonder how much pressue is in the air shocks?
The tool kit is hard to get to.
It's behind a locked plastic side cover that wouldn't stop a determined hamster,
behind a second plastic snap-in panel, and stuffed under the charcoal canister.
We definately need a sissy bar. I surprised Judy a couple times when she wasn't quite ready.
I don't dare open the throttle hard until we get one. Besides, still have 400 break-in miles to go.
When it's 100 F out, the fan kicks on every time you stop.
I wish there was another direction it could blow except on me.
One of the full-floating calipers is floating more than the other.
It rattles a little over sharp bumps. The bolts are all tight.
Faulty machine work? Brakes still very smooth two-up.
No grabbing, squeeking, or fading.
I'm using the rear brake a lot more now. Probably should use the fronts more.
Backing this thing up in a driveway with loose dirt requires almost more traction than I could muster.
I'm gonna feel those calf muscles tonight.
Took Judy in to buy a helmet this morning. Now we have matching helmets & gloves. Ain't we cute.
Got her up to the counter to pay, and what's playing on the video monitor?
Worlds greatest motocross crashes. Guys eating rocks, dirt, trees, and other bikes; once every ten seconds.
A new passenger doesn't need to see that right before her first ride.
Judy says she will increase my life insurance.
Going up the local main drag at 10:00 PM, idiot teenies in ricers want to drag race.
I just smile & let 'em go. I've got a passenger, and my rings aren't seated.
At the next light some kid snears and calls me a poser because I didn't race.
I tell him his muffler's falling off. Sounds like it too.
At the light, he peels out again. Right in front of a cop hiding behind Burger King.
As I turn off onto the expressway, the officer is in hot pursuit.
Break-in continues tomorrow.
(Day 3 8-17-2003)
Anothe stint today in the 100+ heat. Man I'm dehrdrated. 114 miles accumulated so far.
The heel shifter is weird. Every time I step on it, I feel like I'm riding an antique.
Oughta have a jockey shifter on the tank.
I'm still looking for some good boots. I went to the Boot Barn, which sells almost every famous American-made boot there is.
15,000 boots in that store, but all their motorcycle boots are made in China.
Actually, the Chinese-made boots looked very well made. I just don't want my feet to turn black.
None of the M/C shops I've been to here sell any touring boots, or really much of anything but road racer & motocross stuff.
I'm waiting for the sun to drop before I hit it again. I'm trying not to get too sunburned.
I'd certainly be posting less & riding more, but it's so dang hot.
(Day 9 8-23-2003 )
I lucked out & got the chromed billet sissybar & rack setup on sale at www.buykawasaki.com.
I saved about $100 over rongreen's prices, and a whopping $250+ over what the dealer wanted in-store.
Should arrive UPS any minute now...
<---stares out window looking for brown truck...
(Day 13 8-27-2003)
Riding every day.
Not much polishing.
370 miles now, mostly around town in hot, hot Fresno weather.
Starting to think I should change break-in oil early, as it's been so dang hot.
Mostly takin' it realy easy, but have done a few moderatly quick launches.
No burnouts though. Just fast enough to embarass anything with 4 wheels at a stoplight.
Couple of short trips up the freeway.
Sucker is silky smooth at highway speeds.
Got the new billet sissybar & rack on yesterday, and it looks pretty nice.
Am thinking about a set of Baggers, reworked intake & a new TFI, but all that will wait until the break-in miles are up.
Should have the break-in miles on by Monday.
I've only honked on it a couple times, and not very hard. She's still on the break-in oil. I have to keep telling myself that. I also let slip to myself (with a smile) that the break-in oil gets changed Monday. But this is still only Friday night.
So far 99.9% of the ride has been back & forth to work on the arrow-straight boulevard, and a couple soda runs about town. 0 to 45. 45 to 0. Blip it up to 50 or so on the boulevard while watching for moto-cops. Ease it back down. Bike has a very mild lean surge at 40 to 50. Right where I'm riding. I don't hold any one speed for more than half a minute. I'll be sooooooo dang happy to fix that surge once the break-in is over.
The speed limit is 40. Rush hour traffic moves at 45~49. Nobody hits 50 unless they want a ticket. Cops on police KZ1000's & Beemer 750's are giving 'em out like jellybeans at rush hours.
I decided that a nightime romp up the freeway was in order. Brand new freeway here. Nice & smooth, high-speed sweepers. Yeah. No cops either. They're all buzy chasin' down Friday night smackups down on the boulevards.
The freeway is all but empty. The night is soothingly cool after the endless weeks of Fresno's desert hot summer. I want to go. The bike want's to go. I try hard to hold it back.
The manual says 63 MPH tops for the first 500 miles. I look down. The speedo's up over 65 already. Crap. We're barely moving.
I try to hover between 55 & 65 for a couple miles, but the engine seems to loaf too much. Shift down to 4th? Or go faster?
Shift down? Who was I kidding? Man it feels smoother past 60. Faster...yes faster is better. It feels even smoother at 70. Speed limit is 65 here. After a mile at 70 I feel guilty. I ease it back down. It's not quite as "planted" at 60. Hmmm... I'll add some air to the tires tomorrow.
60 is nice, but who am I kidding. I ease the throttle on slowly and pretend not to notice that the speedo's hit 80. I ease back out of it after a few seconds. I want to goose it hard. Real hard. I can't. It's not ready for abuse at this mileage.
But 80 was whisper smooth. well the engine was whisper smooth. I was expecting more racket from a V-twin. It gets smoother instead of rougher. This is not an Electraglide.
There's a lot of black empty freeway ahead of me now. I notice how well the high-beam lights up the night. I notice that I'm edging 80 again, and I wasn't a second ago. Another second and another microscopic turn of the throttle and I'm at 90. Whoa!
That happend pretty fast considering I was trying not to. I only hold it there for 10 seconds, and I ease back to 65.
Guilt! Man I feel it now. Not the speed limit. Besides I know the speedometer lies. They all lie.
Sheeeesh! I've really violated the break-in! It would serve me right if the pistons started slappin' me around right now.
But they don't. They just whisper. They're so quiet I can just barely hear what they're telling me.
"Did you feel how smooth we sounded at ninety?", they ask. "Do it again!"
Nope. Not tonight. You get another 100 miles through the canyon tomorrow and an oil change first. Then we'll see.
All in good time.
I check the oil & pump the tires up to 42. This is the day I will flog it a bit for the first time. We warm the engine gently through the town & stop for breakfast before we hit it for real. We will take a cool run down the freeway to seee friends in Tulare.
I bumped into the rev limiter once, merging onto the freeway. It was winding smoothly right up to the burbling stumble that takes the wind out of my sails. I forget that this thing won't turn 12,000 RPM like my old Kawasaki. Without a tach, I've no idea how fast she was turning. Sure didn't sound that fast. Did I actually hit 70 in second? I dunno. Too busy riding to look. Too startled by the limiter to think about it right then.
Labor day traffic on old highway 99 was humping pretty good by 10:00 AM. A few folks pass us going 90. We rode an easy 70 ~75 MPH the whole way down. Traffic was a madhouse comming back though. I would have taken the back roads, but I wanted to give it one serious hot run before I change the break-in oil.
It was over 95 F this afternoon, and most freeway traffic was going 80 to 85 MPH. We accelerate and decellerate; not cruising at all, but driving the engine to work up a little sweat. Burning the $2.20 gasoline with abandon. We had a spanking headwind too. We run it up over and over, gently gaining and loosing ground to trafic.
Several times we hit 90 MPH. Even two-up with a headwind in top gear, 80 to 90 rolls on easily in under two seconds without pegging the throttle. I want to go faster. The bike does too. I'm not sure if Judy really does. The break-in manual says not to. The damn manual wins.
We get a clear spot between the packs of traffic. For the first time I take it gently to WOT, winding (not blasting) from 70 to 90 toward a herd of SUV's, 18 wheelers, and ricers sporting fart cans and funny paint colors. The smooth behaviour of the engine is amazing. I ease it back down to 70.
At 120 miles the reserve light comes on while going down hill. It goes off again going uphill. It comes on for real a mile later. I reduce the speed some more. This exercise seems to be taking more of a toll on us than on the Nomad. We stop for gas and cold drinks.
Gasoline has mysteriously swelled from $2.20 to $2.42 overnight. A curse on you, Shell Oil ! I'm glad I'm not filling the Caprice Classic today.
3.55 gallons fills the tank. 126 miles traveled yields 35.5 MPG. Lousy mileage, but not bad considering how I'd been pissing gas away on purpose.
We cruise the last 10 miles home at a more leasurely pace.
Lessee...total cost of ownership so far? My Casio tells me $26.59 per mile. Worth eveny stinkin' dime of it too.
...and it just gets better from here.
Well the break-in miles are over. She's (OK, still doesn't have a name yet) been up to 90 a couple more times, and TCO is down to $15.27/mile.
Gasoline is back down to about $2.09 (premium) and my car is really dirty. The car hasn't been washed in over a month, & was only driven about 30 miles. My second car didn't get driven once.
Gas mileage has improved just slightly. Performance seems about the same, though the packing must be blowing out of the mufflers a little. Anyhow it sounds just a tad louder. Not much.
Zero mechanical problems or adjustments required so far, although It will still ping anytime I wanna whack the throttle hard under load at low RPM. That problem probably won't be addressed until the weather gets too bad to ride. That's only about 6 days a year in Fresno.
The luggage rack is still a virgin. Not a bag tied to it yet. I want to remedy that this weekend, but I don't see the wife giving in on some serious chores I've been puttin' off, so we'll probably be limited to a short cruise here or there.
I need a real vacation trip to blow away the old cobwebs in my head.
Meanwhile, I'm stuck here at work.
Bike is covered with bugs, & I'm gonna ride it to work that way. Too burnt to polish this morning.
We did 385 miles this weekend, burned almost 10 gals of gas, & gave the Nomad a bolt-loostening run down some very ancient roads. (As it's a Kawasaki nothing actually came loose.)
Saw lots of bikes in the hills. Got to meet Louemc. Discovered a new event: "Bagger Fest".
Read all about it here:
The Nomad continues to run like a clock, and gets ridden every day. From the beginning I had wanted to install an add-on fuel injection computer, and I finally did so.
I had a lot of people tell me that I should buy a Power Commander, instead of the TFI, but I bought the TFI. Before I ordered my TFI, I talked to 4 dyno shops and they all said to get the Power Commander instead of the TFI. Their reasons all sounded pretty convincing until I asked them the $64,000 question. They all told me the same thing too.
When I asked "What do I do if I want to adjust the mixture?" They said "Bring it in & run it on the dyno (for $200/hour...)" At that point it all just sounded too self-serving. I know better than that. Anybody with a computer can adjust a P.C.
I also decided on a set of Vance & Hines Baggers, as they were well regarded at the various Vulcan clubs. The stuff all showed up yesterday, by Fed-Ex, from Ron Greene Sportscenter in Utah. Good place to get Kawasaki stuff. I spent 4 hours putting the stuff on. I did a careful job & didn't rush anything. I sleeved the new wires in vinyl.
The new Baggers and TFI are on, and I've been for a couple rides (two-up). The first was just with the TFI, and I used the factory recommended settings for a '02 Nomad. No settings were shown for the '04, and I think it must be a bit leaner, as the recommended initial settings still seemed lean (as this bike always has felt.) Just a slight increase on the first pot made a big difference, and I was immediately convinced that the TFI was a good investment even if you do no other mods at all.
Then came the Baggers. Installation was a hassle but they did go together & don't leak so far. The quality of everything was OK for mass-produced stuff, but a couple things bothered me. The nuts & bolts are not stainless: just cad plated. M/C hardware should be chrome or stainless. There were some small burrs on the heatshields, not removed before plating, but the most annoying was the pipes themselves.
Several folks had said that they had to file or grind to get the mufflers on. I found out that this was because the ends of the pipes had a heavy burr, all around, from the pipe cutter, and this was not removed before plating. There were also some minor burrs within the muffler inlet. Five minutes work with a pneumatic die grinder, and they slipped together perfectly. But the burrs were heavy! I pity anybody that has to file them by hand.
As for the sound, well let's just say that I was unprepared. I fired the engine briefly, in the garage and these suckers are LOUD! I must have been a little giddy, because we washed up with all due speed, donned our gear, and hit the road. We drew a lot of stares, I'll say that... I made a big effort to ride quietly until we hit the freeway.
Immediately it was evident that the bike was too lean in the low ranges, and a short jaunt up the freeway proved it to be lean at WOT also. Power was off a tad there. Power was improved at the very lowest ranges, and by a really noticable amount. Before, the lowest speed you could (slowly!) roll-on from in top gear was about 48 MPH. Now it was possible to roll-on smoothly from 35! (Both 4th and 5th gears in the Nomad are overdrive, BTW. 5th is very "high", as the final drive ratio is pretty high to begin with.) Starts from a dead stop were smoother and quicker, on this high-geared machine. Clutch slipping was reduced to almost nil, even two-up.
As it was quite dark, we decided to forego further adjustments. We stopped at the Sonic for desert (hmmm...missed dinner somewhere durring the installation of the baggers...) and rode home.
Today she gets marbleized (a marble in the air injection hose.), and some tuning runs out to the country, and maybe up the mountain a bit. Also some thought as to making the baffles quieter. The installed pipes look great, and sound great, but they're just too frickin' loud for anyone with a conscience. Also, horsepower isn't going to improve a lot until I modify the induction system a bit.
Nocturne Blue over Phantom Silver
"When in doubt, ride."
2004 Nomad 1500............"Baggins"
caddmannq at yahoo dot com
Post Edited (CaddmannQ) : 10/20/2009 11:27:00 PM GMT
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| Posted 11/1/2003 10:38 AM (GMT -7) |
After a few days of practice and tuning, I'm getting a good feeling for the new exhaust pipes. The TFI seems to be working out nicely, and torque is vastly improved, even when not wacking on the throttle like a madman.
At first, I was pretty sure that I'd get arrested riding through town. However I've found that it's quite possible to ride the bike quietly through town, and at the normal flow of car traffic, by keeping throttle motion to a dead minimum and short-shifting like no other bike I've ever had. The Nomad responds just fine to this treatment, though you don't want to engine brake at all if you're going to stay quiet.
Idle is very restrained, once the engine is warm; nearly "stock" sounding, if you don't blip it. Cold idle in the garage is another matter, but the Nomad engine warms up quickly. Any moderate throttle motion, however, results in a serious exhaust note. A serious throttle motion results in a good loud rumble, and a WOT sounds like your basic Harley flathead with no mufflers at all.
Yesterday, I managed to closely follow two M/C cops down the main drag. They were on nearly silent BMW 750's, and I still managed (through judicious riding) to go completely unnoticed in the rather sedate traffic.
They turned off onto the freeway, and later down the street I happened upon a fellow commuter riding a new BMW 1200; listening to his fairing-mounted stereo. I gave him the opposite treatment coming off the first stoplight, and I'm afraid I drowned out his radio quite badly. He must have been on break-in mode, or couldn't find the throttle, or thought his engine quit; because my shift to second gear found me alone, half a block away, at 45 MPH, pounding the pavement like your typical motorcycle-mounted hooligan.
Perhaps he just found me too annoying to ride with, and held way back on purpose. You often can't tell about BMW riders. To me, a BMW has got to be kinda like riding on a big electric Norelco shaver. Smooth, but not a lot of fun.
So anyhow, the bottom line is: it's very noisy when I wanna make noise. I think I can muffle them a bit (with a little custom ingeneuity) without screwing up the performance, though this will be accomplished in conjunction with an air-box mod.
Mod? Well, it pretty much gets removed completely. Or maybe not. More research is in order.
In the meantime, it's morning, it's not raining, and I'm hungry. I'm gonna perch Pupus on the bitch seat, and ride on out to the waffle house for breakast. Anybody in Clovis still sleeping off the effects of Halloween may get a Vance & Hines wake-up call.
Post Edited (CaddmannQ) : 11/3/2003 6:08:26 AM GMT
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| Posted 11/7/2003 11:18 PM (GMT -7) |
|A Buck and Change...
Rain. Two days in a row, and I drove the Pontiac to work.
Fortunately, it was clear tonight; because I've been dying to ride. Also, my Mom has been ill, and so I perched Pupus on the bitch seat & we blasted down the new freeway into the hills, to go and see her.
I'd been tweaking with the injection some more since I changed the pipes, and It seemed to be running quite well. I figured that with over 2500 miles on the Nomad that it was time to go and really wring it out. Oh, we'd bumped the rev limiter before, but this was the first time we took it out on the open road and held the throttle open until the speedometer stopped moving.
Two up, on a cool clear evening, we wound it up to the max for the very first time. At top speed, my thoughts came in quick, clean, and clear.
My first thought: "This is not the fastest bike I've ever owned."
Second thought: "It's really stable at speed."
Third thought: "It's so stable at 100+, you're not sure you're really moving very fast at all."
Fourth thought: "Shift down. This bike has two overdrive gears."
(Top speed in 5th was 105. In 4th it went about 112, indicated. How fast is that really? I dunno; but it felt like it would go that fast as long as I wanted to hold the throttle open.)
Fifth thought: "The intake is too restrictive. We should be doing at least 120. I gotta change that stock induction system.Dual air filters. K&N's. That's the ticket."
Sixth thought: "They did a nice job re-paving this road." We're riding the yellow line like a rail. Right down the middle. The bars don't even quiver.
Seventh thought: "That guy blocking my road isn't moving very fast."
Eighth thought: "110 to 55 in two seconds without even trying. This thing has some great brakes. I wonder how fast it could stop if I really stomped on it?"
Nineth thought: "Address that question another day. Enjoy the evening."
Tenth thought: "This bike is awesome. Brando never had it this good."
I hope it don't rain tomorrow, because I gotta work on a Saturday; and I'm riding whether it's clear, cloudy, or a frickin' tornado.
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| Posted 11/21/2003 7:08 PM (GMT -7) |
I gotta leak. The tank has to come off tomorrow, so I can tighten all the coolant hoses. Consequently, I didn't ride today, as I had the tank down to empty, and I didn't want to fill it up again.
I guess I coulda gone to the Texaco and put in one buck's worth. Hee Heee... At today's prices, I might have got all kind of funny looks.
"Hey, gimme a pint of Premium please!"
Anyhow, this is the second time the tank will come off. I pulled it up last weekend in search of this leak, but evidently I missed something 'cause it's still there. The tank was full, and I hoisted it from the rafters with a rope. HeeHee...I didn't wanna go through that again, so I ran her empty (nearly) yesterday.
It took a while to track down this leak, as it would only leak one drop, after I rode it hard and shut it off. I could smell it, but I couldn't see it until it eventually made a little trail down the valve cover. Musta leaked two drops that time.
Maybe the overflow hose is pinched or something, because I tightened all 8 hose clamps (they needed it too) but the leak didn't stop.
This is why I initially balked at the thought of getting a water-cooled bike. Leaks! Who needs 'em!
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| Posted 12/22/2003 3:50 PM (GMT -7) |
|Day #135 (the first day of winter)|
Couldn't ride the past three days (some rain & too much pre-Christmas stuff), but rode to work today.
We had an earthquake about 11:15 AM. It was 6.5 in San Simeon, but here in Fresno it was just a mild movement; but very noticible at my desk. My monitor shook. My coffee sloshed in the cup. I looked out the window to see that the Nomad hadn't fallen over.
I did the 3000 mi oil change about 10 days ago, & the oil still looked perfect. I used Syntec this time, as I wanted something a little thinner than Mobil-1.
The smog has been worse here lately with all the Christmas shoppers, etc. I find myself splitting lanes at every opportunity, just to get out front of all the spewing exhaust pipes. The shoppers don't like it at all. The ones in front make threatening motions with their cars, trying to scare me; perhaps looking for an excuse to hit me.
At the green light I open the throttle hard at only 900 RPM, thundering big explosions through the dual glasspacks that reverberate off their fenders as if to say: "Back off now. This thing might go off like a big grenade. You don't want to be involved."
I clear the intersection before they even clear the crosswalk. I short-shift to second, crack the throttle again for just a second and shift; and back off to cruise just above the speed limit. Halfway down the block, a frustrated SUV has finally caught up with me, racing up to perhaps 65 in a 45 MPH zone. There are motorcycle speed traps all up and down this boulevard, and sure enough, I've baited him into one.
I see the police-issue BMW 1150RT coming up hard in my mirror, long before I ever hear him. As I putter along at 50, he whizzes by to throw the blue & reds on his next victim. I wave at the cop as I putter past, just like I wave every morning as I pass him: hiding behind the hedge in front of the insurance office. The SUV owner is certainly unamused by all of this, but I don't slow down to find out.
Instead I'm thinking "What's on my Christmas wish list?" A Baron's Big Air Kit and a pair of coasters. New leather jacket. More motorcycle polish. What will I find under the tree? Pyjamas. A new shirt. Maybe a bottle of the good stuff. As I thump into the parking lot at the office, I blap the throttle one little time so the boss will know I'm in.
To heck with the Christmas list. All my wishes are allready fulfilled.
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|cadd lives the GOOD life don't he!!!!! Way To Go Cadd|
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