Bragging Rights!!!!!

Gixx1300R

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I'm the Man!!!
I'm A Number one!!!!!
I can wheelie until the Tank runs dry
I can run 8.00s on a stock Hayabusa in the 1/4 mile
I can beat Mick Doohan around a race track with my eyes closed.
I set a 300 mph land speed record on my Hayabusa
I can wheelie sitting backwards on my Hayabusa
I can do a stoppie from 190 mph and ride it for 2 miles
I talked the saleman down to $10.00 when I bought my Hayabusa
People pay money to ride with me on the street
I'm so good,Carl Fogarty calls me and ask for riding instructions
I'm so popular,I can speed by cops and never get tickets.
Suzuki paid me for the design of the Hayabusa
Yeah Baby Yeah Baby Yeah Baby!!!!
It's hard being Number one,very hard
 
yep ! its Friday 13th alright :) :)


The weekends here and I'm going ridding. I am sure it will drop below 90 degrees tonight!
 
Oh Great Obie One 1300R Busa Master please teach me the ways of the Bus! :)
 
Grasshopper Todd,only when you snatch the pepple from my hand,then you will know the ways of the Busa knight
 
Sorry, I couldn't resist.

Grasshoppers are the same color as the "fabled ZX12" and are just as easy to crush if they don't jump from the palm of Great Suzuki Master Gixxer1300r.



[This message has been edited by KawAbuser (edited 13 August 1999).]
 
I can hold my Bus up without being on my tippy toes!
I can start my Hayabusa without that lever thing... even in cold weather!
I can remove bugs from around the intakes with just one swipe!
I can perform a solo U turn in a parking lot with only ONE foot down!

And I can tell you I like guys who can take a jab and pop back up laughing.
 
Pete--this not meant as a jab, but DIRTY?
Dirty as in mud? or..
Dirty as in Porno? or..
Dirty as in cheating? or..
all of the above?
Bob
 
Bob: This may be more information than you need, but it's Dirty as in filthy. It's a name given to me by my buddies when we all cashed out of high school together, bought bikes and set up a club house in Toronto in the mid sixties. As you may know, everyone in a club must abandon their citizen's name and get a new one.

Here's how I got Dirty Pete, a name that sticks to me today even though I am now a relatively respectable citizen with a family who showers every day:

As I valued my riding above women or jobs or eating back in the sixties (has anything changed?), I didn't see the point in bathing. I lost a pop truck driving job because customers said I smelled. My buddies in the clubhouse used to FORCE me into a bath, fully clothed and struggling, once a month. My full name was "Large Accumulation of Filth and Dirt in One Small Corner of the World."

I still ride with those same guys (we're riding to a flat track event this afternoon), they are my best friends, and they still call me Dirt and nothing else.

Did you ever get a nick name? C'mon...cough it up.
 
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