I'm squid right?
In 1994 I bought an F2. Almost zero experience riding. The mags said it was the fastest 600. Bs!
In '95, I bought a 1994 FZR1000 as my buddy told me it would spank all of the other bikes out. He was right. The bike would but I still got beat by my other buddy, Dave on his fzr 600 on the twisties.
I never had the balls that Dave did.
His 600 was built by a friend and dynoed at over 90hp! That was a lot back in those days.
Dave was putting together another bike to race someday. One night, he told my younger (and eager to race) friend, that he should just buy both of the bikes before he gets killed on one. He also stated that he was getting old at 27.
2 weeks later, Dave and I were supposed to ride to a nearby town. As I was about to leave, my girlfriend (now wife of 12 years) reminded me that I promised to help her clean the house.
I told Dave I couldn't go.
He was pissed and took off.
He died minutes later, a few blocks from where we were supposed to go.
Dave always yelled at our dumb asses for not wearing helmets. He always did.
The following year, on Dave's birthday, my older brother crashed in front of our house at 25 mph after doing fork seals and new tire. No helmet! Flight for life with shattered skull and 2 clots on the brain. My brother was like a dad to myself and little bro.
Lucky for us he came out of it ok!
I sold the bike the next year.
This spring, I bought a 94 fzr 1000 for some reason and was hooked again!
Got used to the power again and sick of working on it so, picked up an 05 r1.
I love the sick straight line acceleration and handling.
I won't pretend to be a racer or brag about being a badass. Just love riding.
I will be 40 in two weeks and have 2 beautiful young girls at home.
I ride for about 20 minutes at a time and giggle my ass of when I put it away.
If I'm a squid, that's ok.