After listening to Vampire non stop and watching Indianchief work on his RD, I still quite didn't get what all the fuss was about...but here's the best part - I retract my statement....an RD350 isn't about fussing or shit...it just is an amazing bike...pillion's perspective alone!There's a saying that, before you die, your entire life flashes in front of your eyes. I'm pretty sure I wasn't dying, but yeah I do recall seeing my first day in school! I was very used to a particular RX135 and quite fond of it as well...but then one look at the gleaming red RD, I wondered, "Hmmm, this could be fun!"....kick start and voila...Demonic Possession! it sounded nasty, like it would just chew up anything and everything in its way and just spit it right back out! I noticed every head turn to get a look or even a glance of the beast....I know over dramatic, but there is no other way to describe it! Whilst getting ready to sit on the "bitch",(sorry but thats the only word that can do her justice and I mean it in a good way), the owner tells me - hold on tight, the rider is the only hope you have - not comforting at all The bitch kept pulling you back in and I know the rider was hypnotised from the word GO!....Hypnotic state or not, fear becomes secondary, adrenaline takes over and all you can do is hope...for a red signal The moment the bike starts moving she acceelerates so hard that she just tries to throw you off her! Next gear she's still trying to throw you off as she is going, screaming down the road and she's enjoying scaring the shit outta u. I guess I saw the speedo hit around 120 - 130 and the rest was a blur . Mostly because, while you are enjoying the thrill fo it all, you are really struggling to keep your eyes open so that you can let her know who's in charge of the whole situation and if you manage to get a good hold on her while maneouvering through stiff traffic, she is quite obedient!I had my eyes closed for abt 5 seconds...the stretch from A to B, seemed a lot shorter and lot more thrilling, even for a somewhat straight road!The rider got adventurous, too much for even my liking but who can blame him...its a "fuckin" RD....Amen. It forces you to stay alert not for any danger but for the next "fix"...something I can't comprehend ! Got off and first thought, I wonder how much it actually costs....yeah yeah, I know the drill - its a thirsty bike and it requires commitment...so what its worth it... I'm pretty sure from a pillion's perspective I can't say much besides, its Fantastic and something I would do sparingly just to enjoy it the best way I can...the whole Too much of a Good thing isnt a Good thing at allFrom a rider's perspective, I can only imagine and I still would be left with a lot of unanswered questions.TO sum it all up, "Ain't she a beauty and shes purrs like a kitten too!" DOES NOT apply to an RD....she's a mean nasty bitch, and I would know a bit about that too..Saturday, February 24, 2007
RD+Vampire+Me = FUN !
After listening to Vampire non stop and watching Indianchief work on his RD, I still quite didn't get what all the fuss was about...but here's the best part - I retract my statement....an RD350 isn't about fussing or shit...it just is an amazing bike...pillion's perspective alone!There's a saying that, before you die, your entire life flashes in front of your eyes. I'm pretty sure I wasn't dying, but yeah I do recall seeing my first day in school! I was very used to a particular RX135 and quite fond of it as well...but then one look at the gleaming red RD, I wondered, "Hmmm, this could be fun!"....kick start and voila...Demonic Possession! it sounded nasty, like it would just chew up anything and everything in its way and just spit it right back out! I noticed every head turn to get a look or even a glance of the beast....I know over dramatic, but there is no other way to describe it! Whilst getting ready to sit on the "bitch",(sorry but thats the only word that can do her justice and I mean it in a good way), the owner tells me - hold on tight, the rider is the only hope you have - not comforting at all The bitch kept pulling you back in and I know the rider was hypnotised from the word GO!....Hypnotic state or not, fear becomes secondary, adrenaline takes over and all you can do is hope...for a red signal The moment the bike starts moving she acceelerates so hard that she just tries to throw you off her! Next gear she's still trying to throw you off as she is going, screaming down the road and she's enjoying scaring the shit outta u. I guess I saw the speedo hit around 120 - 130 and the rest was a blur . Mostly because, while you are enjoying the thrill fo it all, you are really struggling to keep your eyes open so that you can let her know who's in charge of the whole situation and if you manage to get a good hold on her while maneouvering through stiff traffic, she is quite obedient!I had my eyes closed for abt 5 seconds...the stretch from A to B, seemed a lot shorter and lot more thrilling, even for a somewhat straight road!The rider got adventurous, too much for even my liking but who can blame him...its a "fuckin" RD....Amen. It forces you to stay alert not for any danger but for the next "fix"...something I can't comprehend ! Got off and first thought, I wonder how much it actually costs....yeah yeah, I know the drill - its a thirsty bike and it requires commitment...so what its worth it... I'm pretty sure from a pillion's perspective I can't say much besides, its Fantastic and something I would do sparingly just to enjoy it the best way I can...the whole Too much of a Good thing isnt a Good thing at allFrom a rider's perspective, I can only imagine and I still would be left with a lot of unanswered questions.TO sum it all up, "Ain't she a beauty and shes purrs like a kitten too!" DOES NOT apply to an RD....she's a mean nasty bitch, and I would know a bit about that too..
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