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Im glad Im not the only one. My laptop is a magnet for wine spills but so far all that has been affected is my tab key, a small price to pay for the fun of chatting over wine.
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I love the Speed and Street Triples and Triumphs in general. However, I hate those bug eyed headlights more than I love the rest of the bike. They have always looked like an afterthought to me:
"Well, Mr. Bloor, we've designed one hell of a motorcycle, world class performance in every respect. Just one problem, we ran out of money before we finished the headlight nacell."
"Bugger that, then. I've spent enough money on this project, pop round to the second-hand shop and see what you can find for a couple quid."
I bought a Yamaha Fazer because of those Triumph headlights. (I traded in a Triumph Trophy 1200.) I've never regreted the purchase and have over 38,000 miles on the Fazer, but if you like a hooligan bike, as I do, the Triumph Speed Triple defines the genre. And it IS a bad sumbitch.
OLP, the Honda 250 is a wonderful starter bike and is perfect for the untall among us. It also gets 65 or 70 miles per (US ) Gallon. Slightly more for an imperial Gallon or 4 liters. And it is pretty much bullet proof in terms of reliability. They just keep going year aftter year. We have four in our rider training program and they are very popular bikes amoung those who don't have much experience (or altitude).
"Well, Mr. Bloor, we've designed one hell of a motorcycle, world class performance in every respect. Just one problem, we ran out of money before we finished the headlight nacell."
"Bugger that, then. I've spent enough money on this project, pop round to the second-hand shop and see what you can find for a couple quid."
I bought a Yamaha Fazer because of those Triumph headlights. (I traded in a Triumph Trophy 1200.) I've never regreted the purchase and have over 38,000 miles on the Fazer, but if you like a hooligan bike, as I do, the Triumph Speed Triple defines the genre. And it IS a bad sumbitch.
OLP, the Honda 250 is a wonderful starter bike and is perfect for the untall among us. It also gets 65 or 70 miles per (US ) Gallon. Slightly more for an imperial Gallon or 4 liters. And it is pretty much bullet proof in terms of reliability. They just keep going year aftter year. We have four in our rider training program and they are very popular bikes amoung those who don't have much experience (or altitude).
Is this a male thing?
I think this is the meanest sonofabitch ever to come out of Triumph's factory doors.
OLP thinks it's hideous.
That's cool, but I'm curious, what do you guys and girls around the world think?
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Oh, obligatory pic of my Fazer and me at speed in the mountains of Tennessee at a place called "The Tail of the Dragon".
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2 gay guys (normally the punk-emo looking ones) making out always turned me on actually, so I can see where you're coming from olp
anyways, to what I said a couple days ago (jeez I need to get on here more >< ) My dad always hated my Master. He had found out about a hypnotism experiment that we were doing, and turned around and pegged him as a predator when, really, I was only a willing volunteer. And, also, the experiment I found out was fake, he wasn't trying to see if I would become hypnotized, he was trying to see how I would react to fake hypnotism papers, basically what the mind would do yadda yadda. (Hmm, maybe that's why I can train my mind to control my body to do very odd things, like cum on command without prior training to do so) but anyways, that was back in high school, and 2 years before I graduated (I was 16) they got him taken out of the school (they told his parents they were gonna press charges since I was a minor and he was 18, so they just put him in another school) well, we still saw each other (secretly) but the secret got out when I walked out of work one night and some idiot at the front desk told my father I had walked out with "a big guy with long hair". He was no where near my work that night, even though he had visited me at work a week beforehand, and actually I ended up walking about 20+ miles in the middle of winter to my grandmothers. Well, as many of you may know, I got kicked out of my house in February, and hardly talk to my parents since. I quit my job cuz it was too much stress, I stopped going to college cuz 1. I was failing and 2. I just wasn't ready to go in the first place, and I moved in with Master. Well, last week was the last xmas dinner at my parents house, but that morning I decided I'd call my father and say "hey, grandma told me, I'll be there". We;;, here's how the convo went (btw, its not the exact words, but its pretty close. So no, don't think I'm exagerating please):
Me: Hi Daddy
Dad: Hey there.
Both of us at the same time: How are you?
Dad: Doing fine
Me: Ok
Dad: So, what's going on?
Me: Nothing much
Dad: Nothing much? Nothing much! You quit your job, you dropped out of school, and now you're living with Chris. Nothing Much?
Me: Well, I quit my job cuz it was too much stress, and I dropped out of school cuz I was failing
Dad: So you gave up cuz you fucked up.
(then I said something, I don't remember all of what either of us said here)
Dad: ....and you lied
Me: Lied? How the hell did I lie to you when I haven't been talking to you.....
Dad: ...the second you leave you break up with Kristin for Chris...
Me: ...Woah hold on, I didn't break up with her until October, me and him didn't make anything official until late november...... (I lied a little about the November thing only cuz I didn't tell them during thanksgiving that I was seeing him. Didn't tell them, but I didn't lie to them either, I just didn't say a word about me seeing anyone)
Dad: ...I knew this was gonna happen ever since you walked out of work with him the first time
(Ok, this next part is where I unleashed fury and hell, it was a shakey voice at first that grew into a full fledged screaming. its only bits and pieces cuz I forget everything I said. Master was there in the room with me, and he just told me it wasn't pretty )
Me: I didn't walk Out Off WORK WITH HIM! I TOLD YOU I WALKED TO MY GRANDMA'S BUT YOU DON'T FUCKING BELIEVE ME.....YOU NEVER FUCKING BELIEVE ANYTHING I SAY......WHY DO YOU THINK I NEVER WANT TO TALK TO YOU YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.......YOU NEVER FUCKING CARED............YOU'RE A TERRIBLE FUCKING FATHER.....
And then basically I hung up the phone, dropped to my knees, threw the phone across the room screaming "he's dead to me" and went into hysterics.
But really, this was a long time coming. My father and step mother always used to tell me to talk to them freely when I needed to, but every time I did, they never listened. I would tell them they aren't understanding what I was telling them, but they only heard things the way they wanted to. Plus, every time I did something that went against my father's view of "success", I had "fucked up". Walking out of work went I became overwhelmed, he didn't care why, he just saw it as me "fucking up again" and "deal with it, you're gonna have to work the rest of your life little girl".
Anyways you guys, sorry for the uber long rant. Just wanted to make my story fully clear.
anyways, to what I said a couple days ago (jeez I need to get on here more >< ) My dad always hated my Master. He had found out about a hypnotism experiment that we were doing, and turned around and pegged him as a predator when, really, I was only a willing volunteer. And, also, the experiment I found out was fake, he wasn't trying to see if I would become hypnotized, he was trying to see how I would react to fake hypnotism papers, basically what the mind would do yadda yadda. (Hmm, maybe that's why I can train my mind to control my body to do very odd things, like cum on command without prior training to do so) but anyways, that was back in high school, and 2 years before I graduated (I was 16) they got him taken out of the school (they told his parents they were gonna press charges since I was a minor and he was 18, so they just put him in another school) well, we still saw each other (secretly) but the secret got out when I walked out of work one night and some idiot at the front desk told my father I had walked out with "a big guy with long hair". He was no where near my work that night, even though he had visited me at work a week beforehand, and actually I ended up walking about 20+ miles in the middle of winter to my grandmothers. Well, as many of you may know, I got kicked out of my house in February, and hardly talk to my parents since. I quit my job cuz it was too much stress, I stopped going to college cuz 1. I was failing and 2. I just wasn't ready to go in the first place, and I moved in with Master. Well, last week was the last xmas dinner at my parents house, but that morning I decided I'd call my father and say "hey, grandma told me, I'll be there". We;;, here's how the convo went (btw, its not the exact words, but its pretty close. So no, don't think I'm exagerating please):
Me: Hi Daddy
Dad: Hey there.
Both of us at the same time: How are you?
Dad: Doing fine
Me: Ok
Dad: So, what's going on?
Me: Nothing much
Dad: Nothing much? Nothing much! You quit your job, you dropped out of school, and now you're living with Chris. Nothing Much?
Me: Well, I quit my job cuz it was too much stress, and I dropped out of school cuz I was failing
Dad: So you gave up cuz you fucked up.
(then I said something, I don't remember all of what either of us said here)
Dad: ....and you lied
Me: Lied? How the hell did I lie to you when I haven't been talking to you.....
Dad: ...the second you leave you break up with Kristin for Chris...
Me: ...Woah hold on, I didn't break up with her until October, me and him didn't make anything official until late november...... (I lied a little about the November thing only cuz I didn't tell them during thanksgiving that I was seeing him. Didn't tell them, but I didn't lie to them either, I just didn't say a word about me seeing anyone)
Dad: ...I knew this was gonna happen ever since you walked out of work with him the first time
(Ok, this next part is where I unleashed fury and hell, it was a shakey voice at first that grew into a full fledged screaming. its only bits and pieces cuz I forget everything I said. Master was there in the room with me, and he just told me it wasn't pretty )
Me: I didn't walk Out Off WORK WITH HIM! I TOLD YOU I WALKED TO MY GRANDMA'S BUT YOU DON'T FUCKING BELIEVE ME.....YOU NEVER FUCKING BELIEVE ANYTHING I SAY......WHY DO YOU THINK I NEVER WANT TO TALK TO YOU YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.......YOU NEVER FUCKING CARED............YOU'RE A TERRIBLE FUCKING FATHER.....
And then basically I hung up the phone, dropped to my knees, threw the phone across the room screaming "he's dead to me" and went into hysterics.
But really, this was a long time coming. My father and step mother always used to tell me to talk to them freely when I needed to, but every time I did, they never listened. I would tell them they aren't understanding what I was telling them, but they only heard things the way they wanted to. Plus, every time I did something that went against my father's view of "success", I had "fucked up". Walking out of work went I became overwhelmed, he didn't care why, he just saw it as me "fucking up again" and "deal with it, you're gonna have to work the rest of your life little girl".
Anyways you guys, sorry for the uber long rant. Just wanted to make my story fully clear.
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btw, MLML, Walmart is a terrible company to work for. Trust me, cuz I worked for them and they are way to coorperate. They don;t care about the little people, and plus door greeter is the lowest on the Walmart food chain, (no offense to anyone) but thats where they put either the people who are about 3 days from getting fired, the mentally handicapped, or those who have to do "light duty" cuz they have an injury. Pay is the lowest they can get (even though walmart's lowest is normally a little above minimum wage) since its a level 1 position.
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Hmmm I'm not a big motorcycle person. . . I like them but they scare me- I've seen too many people mashed up from accidents on them :'( Give me an F-350 over a bike any day 
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Oh, obligatory pic of my Fazer and me at speed in the mountains of Tennessee at a place called "The Tail of the Dragon".
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One of my favorite pics!
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Subspace - yummy, I love that bike; I had meant to do a Google image search for a Vulcan out of curiosity, but now I don't have to
Grey - Honda 250? The pic I posted is a Suzuki GZ125 Marauder
In the UK, you can only have up to a 125cc bike on a CBT licence, and as it will take ages to save up for the DAS test, I will no doubt be on a 125 for some time 
I absolutely adore this 250 though, and considering making it my first 'big' bike...
Grey - Honda 250? The pic I posted is a Suzuki GZ125 Marauder
In the UK, you can only have up to a 125cc bike on a CBT licence, and as it will take ages to save up for the DAS test, I will no doubt be on a 125 for some time I absolutely adore this 250 though, and considering making it my first 'big' bike...
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This is my bike. 'Penelope'.
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