Once the Mustang is in a certain age and price range, you’re dealing with monkeys. Best idea is to do it at a police station and have cash in your hand when he test drives it.
Once the Mustang is in a certain age and price range, you’re dealing with monkeys. Best idea is to do it at a police station and have cash in your hand when he test drives it.
I’m talking about getting the rear out to tighten the line a little, and yes it’s fun.
When you’re in a wiggling situation like that, a lot of the time you just let the bike do the work to shake you out of it. The rear wheel naturally wants to trail behind the front, by drag alone, and centripetal force really likes keeping you straightened out. But God help you if you correct it by force when the bike…
Yeah I’ve been preaching that for years (because it’s the South and anybody can become a preacher). If it’s cold, you can always put on more clothes. If it’s hot, there’s only so many clothes you can take off until it’s illegal.
Just think, in America in 10 years we’ll get a 5-door version of that with a weaker engine. Can’t wait!
Jesus I had no idea people rode snowmobiles so much, or that a “touring” snowmobile existed. I live in Florida and I know guys who don’t even ride their motorcycles 1,500 miles a year. I thought snowmobiles were just for screwing around, like a jet ski.
Free gun too. Maybe even an armored ram tank.
It’d be interesting to see how unqualified you can be and still get a job on an oil rig where there’s only ~25% chance you’d die. In the cab of big dump trucks I figure that chance drops to near zero.
There’s a reason the Skynet vehicles were all huge. It’s because a gigantic autonomous vehicle is a terrifying killing machine.
I don’t think the words “grueling” apply to driving an air conditioned giant truck all day, even if it is 16 hours. There are people who would pay to do that.
“it is real nice to have him back”
Man if it were that easy I’d never be arrested again.
Just to get this right:
Depends on what you mean by “easing” the throttle. When I’m hauling ass on a bike (any bike, even a slow one) the shifts are fast enough that the sound of an open throttle barely even registers as having closed between. Go to a drag strip and only people who have no idea what they’re doing will ride any differently.
It’s one of the reasons bikes are so much fun. Damn near anything on two wheels you can just flick your throttle hand for a millisecond as you kick up on the shifter and bam you’re in the next gear. It’s just amazing blasting through the gears that way.
Well holy shit on a stick.
The blast of poo coming out of that guy was moving so fast it turned into vapor.
Reminds me of trying to hypermile my BMW E34 535i with an engine that was designed in the 1960s. Even with religious coasting, anticipating lights, shutting the engine off at lights, no AC, slow to moderate acceleration, and the best I’ve ever gotten out of it is 24mpg, and that was just brutal OCD and restraint to…
Because the concrete industry would dry up overnight if there weren’t 10 new one-time-use world-class soccer stadiums being built in a new country every four years.