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Alright friends (mostly talkin' to Mil here, but ya'll join in),
As ya'll regulars know I had a Suzuki GSZ-1300R Hayabusa for a while, circa 2002-2004.
Loved the bike.
Never layed down the bike.
But after gaining some prowess (read:intermediate sport bike rider) on the machine, started to take it to another level.
For whatever reason, I LOVE wheelies. So I got pretty good at wheelies, albeit 1st and 2nd gear. Front wheel is off the ground (still) in second gear (on a Hayabusa thats about 110 mph) then its time to let the front wheel feel some pavement....
in essence, crazy stuff I did.
So then I had some kind of (real-world) epiphany that told me to SELL THE BIKE....you're living on borrowed time with your wrecklessness...
all good....sell the Hayabusa..bye bye...
THEN I endure this HURRICANE KATRINA s h it...where at one point, boys and girls, I didnt know whether I was gonna live or die.
Yeah, thats meladrama, but some true s h it.
Glance back to current day, I'm still here, albeit with a somewhat-un-wanted apathetic attitude....a culmination of the storm, our losses, and a realization that mortality is driven by uncontrollable forces/situations.....
so are ya'll feelin' me here?
Here's the message in a nutshell that I need my colleagues' input on:
I LOVE riding crotch-rockets.
I gained an (intermediate) level of prowess on crotch rockets.
I saw a wreck-in-the-future (pre-Katrina), and being the all-responsible father, said ok-time-to-sell-the-bike-since-my-wheelies-are-getting-a-little-too-good.
Then KATRINA comes, I'm here for the fury, kids and all.
And we escape.
Life goes on. To this day, very f u kkked up since I dont have a whole-house yet, but still existing.....
which makes one ask...
why the fear of the motorcycle?
think about that for a minute.....
I sold a Hayabusa because I feared for the negative-sequalae it could bring....
then the city I live in felt the wrath of mother nature, and tore apart the life I knew....ohhhh yeah thats really meladramatic but folks, its the d a mn truth....
so you're me....Jet...a year outta Katrina....pondering WTF????
I gave up the Hayabusa because I was scared of laying the bike down???
HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH
Laying the bike down is a minimal-fraction of what I and my family have incurred because of Hurricane Katrina.
Hardship. Living in conditions we shouldnt be living in. Living in a city with escalating crime.
Geez.
And I just wanna feel the exhileration of bringing the front-wheel of a superbike off the pavement at 80 mph again....irresponsible? ...pre-my-Katrina-experiences, I wouldda said absolutely....but now I'm ambivalent...
SO WHATCHA THINK????
Remember, I was here for the storm....I got out, yes, but I still carry the doom card...the real feeling of maybe-I-cant-escape-from-this-situation feeling.
And yet we made it out.
So here I am a year later.
Family intact, albeit with a different feeling on the whole mortality thing.
SO heres the question:
Is it wreckless that I wanna buy another superbike?
Opinions welcomed.
As ya'll regulars know I had a Suzuki GSZ-1300R Hayabusa for a while, circa 2002-2004.
Loved the bike.
Never layed down the bike.
But after gaining some prowess (read:intermediate sport bike rider) on the machine, started to take it to another level.
For whatever reason, I LOVE wheelies. So I got pretty good at wheelies, albeit 1st and 2nd gear. Front wheel is off the ground (still) in second gear (on a Hayabusa thats about 110 mph) then its time to let the front wheel feel some pavement....
in essence, crazy stuff I did.
So then I had some kind of (real-world) epiphany that told me to SELL THE BIKE....you're living on borrowed time with your wrecklessness...
all good....sell the Hayabusa..bye bye...
THEN I endure this HURRICANE KATRINA s h it...where at one point, boys and girls, I didnt know whether I was gonna live or die.
Yeah, thats meladrama, but some true s h it.
Glance back to current day, I'm still here, albeit with a somewhat-un-wanted apathetic attitude....a culmination of the storm, our losses, and a realization that mortality is driven by uncontrollable forces/situations.....
so are ya'll feelin' me here?
Here's the message in a nutshell that I need my colleagues' input on:
I LOVE riding crotch-rockets.
I gained an (intermediate) level of prowess on crotch rockets.
I saw a wreck-in-the-future (pre-Katrina), and being the all-responsible father, said ok-time-to-sell-the-bike-since-my-wheelies-are-getting-a-little-too-good.
Then KATRINA comes, I'm here for the fury, kids and all.
And we escape.
Life goes on. To this day, very f u kkked up since I dont have a whole-house yet, but still existing.....
which makes one ask...
why the fear of the motorcycle?
think about that for a minute.....
I sold a Hayabusa because I feared for the negative-sequalae it could bring....
then the city I live in felt the wrath of mother nature, and tore apart the life I knew....ohhhh yeah thats really meladramatic but folks, its the d a mn truth....
so you're me....Jet...a year outta Katrina....pondering WTF????
I gave up the Hayabusa because I was scared of laying the bike down???
HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH
Laying the bike down is a minimal-fraction of what I and my family have incurred because of Hurricane Katrina.
Hardship. Living in conditions we shouldnt be living in. Living in a city with escalating crime.
Geez.
And I just wanna feel the exhileration of bringing the front-wheel of a superbike off the pavement at 80 mph again....irresponsible? ...pre-my-Katrina-experiences, I wouldda said absolutely....but now I'm ambivalent...
SO WHATCHA THINK????
Remember, I was here for the storm....I got out, yes, but I still carry the doom card...the real feeling of maybe-I-cant-escape-from-this-situation feeling.
And yet we made it out.
So here I am a year later.
Family intact, albeit with a different feeling on the whole mortality thing.
SO heres the question:
Is it wreckless that I wanna buy another superbike?
Opinions welcomed.


