Dissed, Dusted and Pissed....

eh.. I don't play with anybody not in atleast equal amount of gear.

no leathers... no twistie the throttle..

which pretty much rules out everybody unless I got to the sportbikers hangout... and thats just mountains so it's not exactly a hayabusa paradise.. if everybody goes nuts anyway.
 
Ego will get you killed.
Nah, I got out of that line of work years ago...

I'll just get ya whipped by a woman with a scary name...

Esmeralda the torturer,, or Sonya the blood bringer..

Bunnie the rump roaster, Deidra the d**k mangler..

etc.
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thank you all so much for your words of wisdom.
I feel much better. Seabiscuit was ready and loaded and whispered "lets chase down this #######" ...but his rider was so darn tired he was yawning.

so we choose not to play
and therefore to live another day

I promised biscuit some fried Z-12 meat this weekend....she roared back--"can we have some calmari with that too"..

I had to laugh.....

thanks again sportsfans....you have truly enhanced my Hayabusa experience (and helped keep me alive)
 
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