ha Dave and I riding nuts to butts. LOL We're probably riding around Mid Ohio trying to figure out where Stu's bike is. LOL
Dave is bringing out the Cagiva and that looks like a Ducati. So ......... Stu says they hid his bike. Somebody stole my scooter at Mid Ohio and left it at the tech shed. Mmmmm??
Before the trash talking begins in earnest, allow me to say a few heartfelt things . . . . First, a happy New Year and most excellent holidays to all. I'd be remiss if I failed to wish all my fellow competitors, future and past, all the very best. Second, I am pleased and proud, no, honored, perhaps humbled, maybe awestruck, . . . hmm, beside myself . . . umm, ok, all of the foregoing, simply to have my name mentioned in the same vein as Superbike Hall of Famer Harry, multi-national champion Eboz, and rider extraordinaire Roy. I'm simply not worthy. I am but a mere vintage road racing Walter Mitty among riders/builders/fettlers of greatness. Hell, to even think of me taking the grid amongst such superb talent is practically folly on my behalf. Harry alone has his place in the annals of Superbike history as evidenced by his appearance in the ADVrider thread "They called them Superbikes . . . complete with pics and legions of fans extolling his racing virtuosity beside Lawson, Merkle, Baldwin, Cooley et al. And, Eboz . . . why the man is a Legend (note the capital L . . . .). From building fire-breathing Gixers which are second to none, to riding said monsters sideways, off track, wheels in the air, all with the throttle twisted full to the stop regardless of consequence (see, multiple holed cases as evidence to this Legend's (Note the capital L . . . ) devil-may-care approach to racing), I shrivel with merely the thought of approaching a grid on which this Legend (note the capital L . . . ) awaits. And, finally, but certainly not the least, the ever-so cunning and quiet Mr. Chapman. Sneaky bloke he is. What with his 940 cc Yamaha V-3 bike which he "bumps up" to V-4 . . . . I mean, the man is complex, to say the very least. Why use a readily available part when one can be made . . . from unobtanium . . . with specifications that would make a NASA specialist cringe . . . using machining techniques unknown in the common world and straight from the depths of the far side of the River Stixx . . . . But, I stray . . . . I'll leave the trash talk for 2018. I guess since the new season is nearly upon us, I should turn my attention from the Alcan 5000 bike to a V-4/Middleweight Superbike effort. However, given the foregoing, I query whether the effort would be well advised. Perhaps my time, and money, would be better directed at some enterprise more likely to yield true entertainment value . . . such as encouraging Hate McDead to "prepare" and race various machines thereby assuring a constant and unending flow of paddock chatter. Ahh, I love the smell of Sunoco 110 in the early morning. It smells like . . . wait for it . . . victory, albeit, in some unconventional way. More to follow, . . . in the New Year, when such shall begin, as mentioned, supra, in earnest. Cheers, Dave
All of this kinda makes me reluctant to revtalize my V4 Seca 550 and bring it out for another go at Mid - Ohio. I am not sure I can take the pressure, but I do like Stu's beer.
I prefer his rum . . . . I know Eboz likes his rum, even tho' he doesn't take long to sample it . . . . Cheers, Dave
Dave, you silver tongued, articulate wonder, halfway through your post I felt like I needed an attorney and a thesaurus to figure out the context. Regarding your reference to me twisting the throttle, I saw a post the other day with a rider sliding sideways and I'm paraphrasing the quote, when in doubt just twist the throttle, it may not always end up good but will surely end the suspense. LOL Besides all the concussions have had no affect on me at all, sure I piss myself every time the wife turns on the microwave but other than that no other, hey look a squirrel. Happy New Year to all my legendary friends.
Ken. Do what I do. Show up with some broke down junk you're passing off as a race bike, then drink his beer all weekend pretending to "make practice tomorrow" lol. If his beer sucks, sell the junk at the swap and go buy good beer.
Joe, You know I only bring good beer to drink at Mid-Ohio. I bring crappy beer to put in the cooler that other people steal beer out of. Last time I brought regular Lienenkugel in cans for that cooler. All the hipsters liked it. I was drinking some New Glarus ,Capitol Brewery and other small brewery good stuff. I forget what Stu had, but it might have been Heineken, which isn't great, but way better that regular Linenkugel. If I can get to Mid-Ohi0, I'll bring some good bikes. Do you want to race one of them? I'll probably bring the SV and the Ascot, maybe the Seca 550. I won't race all the classes they are eligible for so you can race one, too.
WERA Race director Jim has had it out for me for years. Perhaps when I jumped my start and my wave at Mid-Ohio a few years ago and he gave me a 15 second stop and go is what started our feud. Whatever it was (actually it goes back to the early 90s when he told me not to come back next year without new leathers after I had crashed 11 times that year), Jim did have the crash truck hide my bike behind some out building at Mid-Ohio. It took me until early evening to find it.