ive spent way more time than that on those. not a waste at all.

no content here. move along.

I’ve ridden a shitload of different bikes over the decades. The one that was fastest through the twisties by FAR was a 2005 Ninja 636. I could hustle it through my favorite local “track” (you could maybe Google “Isle of Dewatto TT”) quicker than the RC51, ZRX1200R, CBR1100XX, 690 Duke, or my second-favorite the Ninja…

fun. the only thing about cars in my brain this year is this: think of a really good place, a place you feel happy and alive in, a beautiful, wondrous place you’d want to stay in forever. Does it have a parking lot? Bottom line - cars fuck up everything they get near. Everything.