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growler_south) wrote2005-04-28 10:21 pm
growler_south) wrote2005-04-28 10:21 pm
From the Jornada to Livejournal: selected randomness.
Sunday: Boof is a windup toy- and I found his winder. After a half-hour or so of non-stop pounding (yes, I was just about dead from exhaustion but I wasn't slowing up) a huge spasm ripples through his body and he leaps forward as if launched from a cannon. "what did you do that for, do you want a break?" "no", he said, "I don't know why that happened, it wasn't ME that did it.." *giggle giggle* Monday: Denial wil get you nowhere Boof, as you did it again this morning- though only a little bit this time.
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The silver BMW sped past us in the inside lane, the young driver using the car's handling and power to full advantage as she sliced and diced her way through the heavy traffic. Being on the bike we of course caught up with her at every traffic light. A BMW may be fast, I thought, but even a powerful late-model 328ci coupe was no match for an 1100cc motorbike. Until she noticed us- Boof took off from one set of lights a little faster than her, and instantly her attention was on us. The next lights led onto the motorway, and as we sat facing the red glow she was determinedly not looking at us. The lights went green, Boof dropped the clutch and was off the mark like lightning. Except the BMW was quicker. Not even marginally quicker- we were comprehensively thrashed. I'm impressed. I want one. Though the Piazza will be faster once its finished. Once its finished .Which may take a while.
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The silver BMW sped past us in the inside lane, the young driver using the car's handling and power to full advantage as she sliced and diced her way through the heavy traffic. Being on the bike we of course caught up with her at every traffic light. A BMW may be fast, I thought, but even a powerful late-model 328ci coupe was no match for an 1100cc motorbike. Until she noticed us- Boof took off from one set of lights a little faster than her, and instantly her attention was on us. The next lights led onto the motorway, and as we sat facing the red glow she was determinedly not looking at us. The lights went green, Boof dropped the clutch and was off the mark like lightning. Except the BMW was quicker. Not even marginally quicker- we were comprehensively thrashed. I'm impressed. I want one. Though the Piazza will be faster once its finished. Once its finished .Which may take a while.
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Ha! Smokin' snotty BMW drivers is loads of fun! Even my big, heavy ol' Springer can stonk 'em off the line--and it pisses them off SO MUCH! Sure, I get tired of playing before they give it up, competitive shits that so many of them are, so when they finally whip their detachable penis in front of me with a smug toss of their overly-coiffed hairdo, I chuckle to myself.
And I raise a pinky.
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(OK, the slower end of the bike scale gets beaten by the faster end of the car scale, but even so)
My (bike riding) flatmate has no end of stories about racing people in cars who couldn't believe they were getting thrashed by something with a tenth of the engine capacity.
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In fact, one misty day I was winding my way down Cahuenga past the Hollywood Bowl, and had a jerkwit in a Porsche Boxter acting impatient behind me - until we hit a twisty part which my Civic and Bridgestone Turanzas handled beautifully - and when I came out into the straight again, the Boxter was way back. Now, I know the car could handle that road, and I know the stock tires on a Boxter could handle that road - so clearly the driver was a clueless fuckwipe.
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Now I'm not the world's most expert driver, but that fits nicely with my reasons for owning said car, which is that it allows me to drive the car fast enough to be having fun without being particularly close to my limits and without being remotely close to the car's limits...
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