Oh and if there's any doubt that the bike still has horsepower to spare, I was sitting at a light on Mission Blvd between 680 and 880. The final light before the freeway onramp. It turned green and this brand new Porsche 911 next to me guns it. I decided to see if I could keep up (we were about to get on the freeway so it's not like we were street racing), so I let her rip. I think he was surprised that I never left his side the entire time. So even with 90 lbs of gear on the back and my fat ass on the front, I still kept up with a new 911. Not too shabby for an 800lb motorcycle. Anyone who says sport tourers aren't fast enough needs to seriously have their head examined.
This is the place to come to follow the chronicles of my journey through life. You'll find observations of events (both good and bad) with me pondering who I choose to be in relation to those events. This is also the place for me to record my motorcycle journeys. Hope you enjoy the ride!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Suspension is Dialed In
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