P.S. for the fast ride try those thigh high leathers, I remember your wife's pic and that will get you more reved up than any motorcycle, I'm sure the torque ain't bad either 
Ok, while I admit the thigh high leathers are good, there is another aspect of motorcycles to consider here. Let me share another story. Here's a pic of me and my ex on my old Ninja b4 I got married:
Now, here we go to this pool hall called Barney's. She's driving her sports car and I'm on my bike. She's in front and turns left into the parking lot. Well I'm far enough back and there are no cars on the road atm so I decide to pop one for coolness and looking from the kind of pavement I'm on, kinda slick, I figure I'll have to jucie the throttle a bit to lift her up. Well, that meztler back wheel was liking that pavement a whole hell of a lot and grabbed instantly and unexpectedly. The dash came up and I couldnt see the road... Now when you get that high, you have to come down soft, carrier landings are no good cause the front will wash out and down you go.
So here I am, on this road in front of Barney's doing at least 55 and coming up to my parking lot entrance real fast. Well, I figure I need to set her down to make it and then two things went from bad to worse. 1st, since the dash was blocking my view of the road (she was really high), I had to lean over to the left of the windscreen to ck the road, which was something I didnt really have experience doing yet and in doing so, the bike tilted to the left 5 to 10 degrees. And sensing I needed to turn left very soon, I didnt make the best of riding the throttle down slowly enough.
What happened next happened fast, but not so fast that I dont remember it in excruciating detail. Combined with my carrier landing and the fact the bike was tilted to the left when the front tire tried to grab the asphalt when it hit caused the tire to wash out and the bike to lay down which sent my left knee (I was wearing these awesome calvin kleins that made my ass look really good, btw) into the road popping me up off the bike and whirling me to the left a half spin. I caught the pavement with my ass and it sent me head over heels doing three backward summersaults. (Tip: Dont extend limbs when rolling/flipping off a bike... they can get snapped off if you do) So I figured before I get dizzy,
, I should throw out my arms and hands to stop myself flipping end over end. Big mistake.
My hands slam down on the pavement, I dunno how fast, and WHAM! I stop flippng and now I'm sliding down the road on my ass and hands.. I half spin to the left some more and can see my bike now, spewing sparks from the muffler, lights still on... I had never seen my bike from the back before cuz I was always riding it. It was a pretty bike I thought.
Well, as I'm sliding to a stop, I dig my boots into the road a bit and come straight up walking. 1st thought was the intense pain in my fingers... er numbness. I looked at them, made a fist and then moved my fingers all round, I couldnt feel them, but they worked and they wernt mangled. So that was good. Next, I saw my bike, my poor sweet bike. DAMNIT! I curse at myself for laying her down and I'm so mad (you see, she was my baby) that I'm undoing the strap on my helmet and intend to throw it down on the ground in tantrum and disgust.
You should know that Barney's is across the street from a movie theater. And movie goers had just come out. So here I am oblivious to everything and anyone as I'm marching toward my bike, but then I hear this crazy dude yelling over to my right, "OMG! OMG! OMG! I cant believe you're walking OMG! OMG!" So I look over and he's crouching up and down like a baseball catcher and flailing his arms back and forth in front of him like some african mating ritual dance or something and that's when I notice like 30 or 40 people behind him walking/running over to the curb to see this spectacle of a huge crash and screaching noise I had made.
Then I had second thought about removing my helmet. I decided this was not the time to let everyone see who I was, hehe. Then SMACK! Becky (thats the red head in the pic there) crashes into me saying, "Oh, baby, oh seetie, are you ok, OMG! Are you hurt, did you break anything? ::kiss hug squeeze:: Are you ok? OMG! I pulled into a parking spot and then I saw your bike slide past in my rearview mirror and then I saw you flipping around following it. OMG! Talk to me!" Well... I wasnt much for words... I had something else more important on my mind...
I brushed her aside and looked back at my bike. (Its never a good idea to let a sportbike lie on her side. She can leak gas and oil into places they wernt meant for.) So this dude kept up his now annoying, "OMG DUDE I CANT BELIEVE YOU"RE WALKING" crap and I looked over and said dude, just help me pick up my bike. So I strode over to my baby and picked her up. I was totally surprised. Aside from a bit of fairing damage, she wasnt messed up at all. I looked at the hole in my jeans and the sanded down part of the fairing and just thought we were both lucky.
So then I heard sirens. sh*t, the cops and the fire dept.! That was fast! But not surprising as the firehouse was around the corner. Well, I had no intention of being ticketed for stupidness or having to sit around and fill out forms, so I tried to start my bike and get the hell out of there. I looked over at Becky and told her to follow me to her apt. The bike was flooded... I kept trying and after a bit she started. I brought up my left foot to put her in 1st and nothing. DAMN! The shift lever broke off! I crashed her in 1st gear and now thats all I had to ride her home with. That's ok cuz that zx9r does 70mph in 1st. hehe
To make a longer story shorter, Becky NEVER let me live that moment down. She was always on me about how I cared more for my bike than her. Everytime she got mad at me she threw it in my face. "I was so worried about you and came rushing into your arms to see if you were ok and you didnt say a WORD to me!!! You just brushed me aside and went over to your stupid bike! You could have been killed and all you cared about was your bike! I love you and this is how you treat me! It's a piece of metal! I'm better than your bike..." meh
So Becky, if you ever read this, since I'm 33, I'll give you 33 reasons why my Bike is better than you.
1- Motorcycles only need their fluids changed every 2,000 miles.
2- Motorcycles' curves never sag.
3- Motorcycles last longer.
4- Motorcycles don't get pregnant.
5- You can ride a Motorcycles any time of the month.
6- Motorcycles don't have parents.
7- Motorcycles don't whine unless something is really wrong.
8- You can kick your Motorcycle to wake it up.
9- You can share your Motorcycle with your friends.
10- If your Motorcycle makes too much noise, you can buy a muffler.
11- You only need to get a new chain or belt for your Motorcycle when the old one is really worn.
12- If your Motorcycle smokes, you can do something about it.
13- Motorcycles don't care about how many other Motorcycles you have ridden.
14- When riding, you and your Motorcycle both arrive at the same time.
15- Motorcycles don't care about how many other Motorcycles you have.
16- Motorcycles don't mind if you look at other Motorcycles, or if you buy Motorcycle magazines.
17- New Motorcycles must be asked for, and if you don't want to pay for them, you don't get them.
18- If your Motorcycle goes flat, you can fix it.
19- If your Motorcycle is too loose, you can tighten it.
20- If your Motorcycle is too soft, you can get different shocks.
21- If your Motorcycle is mis aligned, you don't have to discuss politics to correct it.
22- You don't have to be jealous of the guy that works on your Motorcycle.
23- You don't have to convince your Motorcycle that you're a motorcyclist and
that you think that Motorcycles are equals.
24- If you say bad things to your Motorcycles, you don't have to apologize before you can ride it again.
25- You can ride a Motorcycle as long as you want and it won't get sore.
26- Your parents don't remain in touch with your old Motorcycle after you dump it.
27- If your Motorcycle doesn't look good, you can paint it or get better parts.
28- Motorcycles don't insult you if you are a bad rider.
29- Your Motorcycle never wants a night out alone with the other Motorcycles.
30- Motorcycles don't care if you are late.
31- You don't have to take a shower before riding your Motorcycle.
32- It's always ok to use tie downs on your Motorcycle.
33- Motorcycles always feel like going for a ride.
Ride on baby!
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