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If you don't FEEL this as you read it, you won't get it! I got my first street bike (Honda's new CB 550 Four) at 17 yrs. old when I got my drivers’ license....my pop co-signed that first loan and my mom "lost her religion!" I've been on a bike ever since (now 42). Have also had a GoldWing, an 81 H-D Electra Glide Sport and a 74 H-D Electra Glide. My bro's laughed and ridiculed when I told 'em I was gettin' a Busa! Piss on 'em!
It was a great weekend here in Virginia this past weekend and I was stuck scraping paint off the garage doors (yeah domestic crap) on Saturday. Ya know those days that there are very few clouds in the sky, the sun was bright, it was about 80 degrees and just clear as a bell?! The whole day went by and I looked at the Busa and as much as I wanted to, I didn't ride it. Sunday came and I worked until about 2pm....that's when I lost it....(been there?)
I went upstairs and told the wife I'd be back....was going for a ride. I put on my black/gray Fieldsheer leathers, matching gloves, matching boots and black Shoei helmet with dark faceshield and jumped on my Black and Gray "pride and joy"...THE BUSA!
Took a quick trip through the city so the cages and other "wishers" could gawk (yep, we looked damn good!) then headed toward the Blue Ridge Parkway.
There are some nice windy country roads, which lead up to it, so I got to stretch it out and release a little adrenaline build up. I love the way this bike lays into the curves and the power it comes out with....hard to wipe the grin off my face! By the time I got to the top of the mountain it was time for man and bike to enjoy the beauty we live in (45 MPH speed limit on the Parkway). Passed quite a few touring cycles and some sport bikes....but all took second looks at my ride! About 20 minutes into the ride, I passed a guy and his girl on a CBR and they fell in behind me. We rode another 20 minutes and I cut off the Parkway onto a secondary road....the CBR followed.
We hit a stoplight, which is kinda out away from town, and it was just us.....Oh man, I couldn't resist....especially since his girl couldn't stop looking at the BUSA...(the hair on the back of my neck was standing up)...the light turned and I hit it, not hard, but enough to give it a good jump. I saw the CBR get on it, so I laid across the tank and let it rip. I figured he wouldn't run all out with his girl on the back (unless he was a dip poop), but I was gonna let it rip. I caught second and the front tire came up...I wound it and caught third and was already over 130mph...caught fourth and ran it up to ~150mph and I backed off....(CBR not in sight) point proven and adrenaline rush #2 reached!!! (What f@)*%g POWER !)
Irresponsible? Maybe! Fun? Definitely! The last time? Nope!
I got home and still had the poop eatin' grin on my face. Kissed the bike and walked in the house....looked at my wife and said, "don't even ask"....Man, what a bike!
Sorry to ramble...but can you relate?
It was a great weekend here in Virginia this past weekend and I was stuck scraping paint off the garage doors (yeah domestic crap) on Saturday. Ya know those days that there are very few clouds in the sky, the sun was bright, it was about 80 degrees and just clear as a bell?! The whole day went by and I looked at the Busa and as much as I wanted to, I didn't ride it. Sunday came and I worked until about 2pm....that's when I lost it....(been there?)
I went upstairs and told the wife I'd be back....was going for a ride. I put on my black/gray Fieldsheer leathers, matching gloves, matching boots and black Shoei helmet with dark faceshield and jumped on my Black and Gray "pride and joy"...THE BUSA!
Took a quick trip through the city so the cages and other "wishers" could gawk (yep, we looked damn good!) then headed toward the Blue Ridge Parkway.
There are some nice windy country roads, which lead up to it, so I got to stretch it out and release a little adrenaline build up. I love the way this bike lays into the curves and the power it comes out with....hard to wipe the grin off my face! By the time I got to the top of the mountain it was time for man and bike to enjoy the beauty we live in (45 MPH speed limit on the Parkway). Passed quite a few touring cycles and some sport bikes....but all took second looks at my ride! About 20 minutes into the ride, I passed a guy and his girl on a CBR and they fell in behind me. We rode another 20 minutes and I cut off the Parkway onto a secondary road....the CBR followed.
We hit a stoplight, which is kinda out away from town, and it was just us.....Oh man, I couldn't resist....especially since his girl couldn't stop looking at the BUSA...(the hair on the back of my neck was standing up)...the light turned and I hit it, not hard, but enough to give it a good jump. I saw the CBR get on it, so I laid across the tank and let it rip. I figured he wouldn't run all out with his girl on the back (unless he was a dip poop), but I was gonna let it rip. I caught second and the front tire came up...I wound it and caught third and was already over 130mph...caught fourth and ran it up to ~150mph and I backed off....(CBR not in sight) point proven and adrenaline rush #2 reached!!! (What f@)*%g POWER !)
Irresponsible? Maybe! Fun? Definitely! The last time? Nope!
I got home and still had the poop eatin' grin on my face. Kissed the bike and walked in the house....looked at my wife and said, "don't even ask"....Man, what a bike!
Sorry to ramble...but can you relate?