Subject: Wave
Author: rick woods
Date: May 11, 2001, 2:21 PM
Post ID: 1706688092
Something I picked up from a BSA list, Funny. Rick Woods
I love motorcycles, and I love riding. Like many of you what first
drew me to bikes was not just the experience of riding, but the
feeling that I'd become part of a special community - a botherhood,
really. Nothing calms me more than a long ride down the interstate,
waving to the members of my beloved clan. Except when I pass Harley
guys. I hate Harley guys. Hate, hate, hate. When they pass me on the
highway, you know what I do? I don't wave. With their little tassel
handlebars and the studded luggage and the half helmets - God, they
drive me crazy.
You know who else I hate? BMW guys. Oh, do I hate those guys. I don't
wave at them either. They think they're so great, sitting all
upright,
with their 180-degree German emgines. God, I hate them. They're
almost
as bad as those old bastards on their touring motorcycles. You know
what I call those bikes? "Two wheeled couches!" Get it? Because
they're so big. They drive around like they have got all day.
Appreciate the scenery somewhere else, Grandpa, and while your at it,
I'm not waving to you.
Ducati guys - I don't wave at them either. Why they don't spend a
little more money on their bikes? "You can have it in any colour as
long as it is red." Aren't you cool! Like they even know what a
desmo-whatever engine is, anyway. Try finding the battery, you
Italian-wannabe racers! I never, ever wave at those guys.
Suzuki guys aren't much better, which is why I never wave at them,
either. They always have those stupid helmets sitting on the top of
their stupid heads, and God forbid they should ever wear any safty
gear. They make me so mad. Sometimes they'll speed by and look over
at
me and you know what I do? I don't wave I just keep going. Please,
don't get me started on Kawasaki guys. Ninjas? What are you, twelve
years old? Team Green my ass. I never wave at Kawasaki guys.
I ride a Honda, and I'll only wave at Honda guys, but even then, I'll
never wave at a guy in full leathers. Never, never, never. Yeah like
you're going to get your knee down on the New York Thruway. Nice
crotch, by the way. Guys in full leathers will never get a wave from
me, and by the way, neither will the guys in two peice leathers. And
I'll tell you who else I'm not waving at - those guys with the
helmets
with loud paint jobs. Four pounds of paint on a two pound helmet -
like I'm going to wave back at that! I'll also never wave at someone
with a mirrored visor. Or helmet stickers. Or racing gloves. Or
hiking
boots.
To me, motorcycling is like a family, a close-knit brotherhood of
people who ride Hondas, wear jeans and a leather jacket (not Vanson)
with regular gloves and a solid colour helmet with a clear visor, no
stickers, no racing gloves and regular boots (not Timberlands). And
isn't that what really makes riding so special.