The Z with the new turbo (not the same one you raced) felt so much faster then the bike does. I respect the bike, and when I start to feel uncomfortable, I switch things up a bit, I raise the gear, or I just plain slow down. I havent taken the bike to it's full potentencial(sp- im drunk) yet.

I love the bike, and would hate to wreck it. My own safety not withstanding. I could give a fuck weather I lose control or die. Im in it for the thrill. I love it, and would hate to lose control for the simple fact as it wouldn't be as pretty as it is now.



Some chick actually made FUN of me in Albertsons today. She called me "space racer". Which was weird. being as I was in my white jacket, and gloves, and was carrying the helmet. Im not sure what she was laughing at. Maybe it was my short hair?

Either way. if I go out. It wont be from stupidity. It will be from someone else fucking my day up. Which isn't under my control.... so Im not worried about it.