[highsider]

Honcklefukker drove up to the house on Friday night, and we left Sat. morning, meeting Sneaky Pete in Albany. We arrived at the hotel in VA after a long fucking drive through some scary ass mountain pass at about 1:30.

Monday morning was rainy. Very rainy. I had it in my head that I would do the follow the leader session, then leave the bike in the trailer until it quit raining. As it turned out, that was not necessary; it quit raining almost as soon as we got there.

The morning was a huge rush due to the tech inspection, and the fact that I had no idea we had to drill and safety wire our oil fill caps. After a bit of rushing around and doing some ugly safety wiring (my thanks to Jaynnus for the use of her drill and a young lady I know only as Peter Kates's girlfriend for her help wiring) I got through tech. I never heard the announcement for the beginner group's first session, so I missed out on that. Degsy led Honcklefukker, Pete and I for a lap in the beginning of the next session (thanks Degs!), and after I stupidly followed him into the pits, it was open track for the next two days!

I suck at riding motorcycles. Seriously. I suppose I'm pretty safe and consistent, but I am a great big pussy, because I ride slow and never take any chances, and I am afraid to go any faster than 120. This first day that wasn't much of an issue, because my bike was running like a bag of smashed assholes; but after R7 fixed it, I was scared. I was glad I had installed the steering damper, which made the kink in the straight a lot less terrifying (before I put it on, the bike kept skating and being generally mean with its headshaking). But mostly, I kept freaking myself out by charging the corners, and basically riding like a retarded squid on speedballs.

I had a couple of instructors help me out, and they were always very helpful, but I kept having them tap their tailsection to follow, then blowing me off like a fat prom date.

I really enjoyed riding R7's motard - I never understood the whole motard thing until I rode one. Super light, with good pull and power, and generally just a riot to ride. I need one.

We left the track at about 7PM, and drove until about midnight, where we stopped in West Virginia. Thankfully, no one was ass raped - the hotel had good locks on the doors to keep the residents out. We left at 7 the next morning and arrived in Vermont at about 4:30, where we loaded the Kawasakis into Honcklefukker's pimpin truck, and those poor bastards began the additional 3 hour trip to Boston.

While they were doing that, I took a shower and nailed my wife.

The end.

[Nikon]

Originally posted by highsider
While they were doing that, I took a shower and nailed my wife.

The end.

can I try that?

[highsider]

Taking a shower? You should, you stinky fucker.

[OreoGitorio]

bestvirwriteupeveri'm shitfacedtheend?

[zombie]

I suck at riding motorcycles.
The end. [/b][/quote]


Negative as you were riding in your personal safety zone and now you know what the r1 will do on the street and you will be ready for it, also you were nice and smooth so good for you, you got a lot out of the experience and thanks for letting me take the R1 for a jaunt as that bike is very fast but handles really well and it was a blast to rip around on it

[gmdboston]

[quote]Originally posted by highsider
[b]

The morning was a huge rush due to the tech inspection, and the fact that I had no idea we had to drill and safety wire our oil fill caps. After a bit of rushing around and doing some ugly safety wiring (my thanks to Jaynnus for the use of her drill and a young lady I know only as Peter Kates's girlfriend for her help wiring) I got through tech.

Her name is Deb and that was my drill....



Gas..$250
Two days at VIR....$550
Meals......$150

Having a coulple of hot chicks bail your sorry ass out by safty wiring your bike....Priceless.

[need4speed]

[quote]Originally posted by gmdboston
[b]

Originally posted by highsider


The morning was a huge rush due to the tech inspection, and the fact that I had no idea we had to drill and safety wire our oil fill caps. After a bit of rushing around and doing some ugly safety wiring (my thanks to Jaynnus for the use of her drill and a young lady I know only as Peter Kates's girlfriend for her help wiring) I got through tech.

Her name is Deb and that was my drill....



Gas..$250
Two days at VIR....$550
Meals......$150

Having a coulple of hot chicks bail your sorry ass out by safty wiring your bike....Priceless.

[highsider]

Originally posted by gmdboston

Her name is Deb and that was my drill....



Gas..$250
Two days at VIR....$550
Meals......$150

Having a coulple of hot chicks bail your sorry ass out by safty wiring your bike....Priceless. [/b]

Indeed. Being a sexy man-whore does have its advantages.

[Jank]

Originally posted by gmdboston

Her name is Deb and that was my drill....

Interesting way to refer to your girlfriend...

[OreoGitorio]

Originally posted by Jankster
Interesting way to refer to your girlfriend...