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possible repost , but a great read none the less

Discussion in 'General Motorcycling Discussion' at netrider.net.au started by Gus The Snail, Jun 13, 2007.

  1. Biker Wisdom

    Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.

    Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the handlebars to the saddle.

    Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 60 mph!

    You start the game of life with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience...The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck. If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.

    Midnight bugs taste just as bad as Noon time bugs.

    Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold everything you need.

    It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed.

    The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.

    Never be afraid to slow down.

    Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the sunrise.

    Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of fuel before you can think straight.

    Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.

    Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.

    Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.

    If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride.

    One bike on the road is worth two in the shed.

    Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived.

    Young riders pick a destination and go... Old riders pick a direction and go.

    A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.

    Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.

    Always back your bike into the curb, and sit where you can see it.

    Work to ride & ride to work.

    Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.

    Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.

    When you look down the road, it seems to never end - but you better believe, It does!

    Winter is Nature's way of telling you to polish. Keep your bike in good repair.

    Motorcycle boots are NOT comfortable for walking.That's why they're called "Motorcycle Boots" .

    People are like Motorcycles: each is customized a bit differently.

    Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes.

    Good coffee should be indistinguishable from 50 weight motor oil.

    The best alarm clock is sunshine on chrome.

    The twisties - not the super slabs - separate the riders from the squids.

    When you're riding lead, don't spit.

    A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.

    Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt @ 70 mph can double your vocabulary.

    If you want to get somewhere before sundown, you can't stop at every tavern.

    There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer.

    Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're going.

    Practice wrenching on your own bike, first.

    Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.

    Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.

    Never be ashamed to unlearn an old habit.

    A good long ride can clear your mind, restore your faith, and use up a lot of fuel.

    If you can't get it going with bungee cords and electrician's tape, it's serious.

    If you ride like there's no tomorrow, there won't be.

    Bikes parked out front mean good chicken-fried steak inside.

    There are old riders. And there are bold riders. There are NO old, bold riders.

    Thin leather looks good in the bar, but it won't save your butt from road rash" if you go down.

    The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.

    Always replace the cheapest parts first.

    You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.

    Patience is the ability to keep your motor idling.

    Only a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.

    Keep the shiny side up, and the rubber side down!

    There are two types of people in this world, people who ride motorcycles and people who wish they could ride motorcycles.

    Never try to race an old geezer, he may have one more gear than you.

    Gray-haired riders don't get that way from pure luck.
  2. The Biker
    I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
    But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
    I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
    But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.

    I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you
    see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
    I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
    But,you didn't see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt
    out the car window.

    I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see
    me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
    I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut
    ten inches off for Locks of Love.

    I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves. But, you didn't
    see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.
    I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.
    I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't
    see me, going home to be with my family.
    I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you
    didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
    I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my
    child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

    I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
    But,you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next

    I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get
    soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

    I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
    But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.

    I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
    But, you didn't see me, leave the road.

    I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see
    me. I wasn't there.

    I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died
    that day you cut me off.

    I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn't seeme.
  4. the bike poem was posted last week, but still good
  5. hahahahahahahahahhahaaha only the young generation will get this :)
  6. :rofl:

    emo bikers....now that'd be a laugh...would they be trying to crash?
  7. WTF is emo? ;-)

    Yeah I know what an emo is.. How would they stick their hair out of the helmet though? LOL!
  8. :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
  9. d6c1.... problem solved..
    HAIRMET (see scrubs)