The CB1100 Forum is long overdue for a true confessions thread.
Airing your (motorcycling) dirty laundry in public is good for the soul. Unburdening yourself is freeing and empowering. After telling all you'll be shifting above 4k rpms, grinding those 2" chicken strips off your tires, maybe even floating the front tire when you think no one else is watching!
This is NOT the place to mutter about accidents or mistakes, what we're talking here is that thing you do on purpose even though you hope know one else ever finds out about it.
This is your opportunity to lose the shame of doing you-know-what, that thing you do in spite of the last 3 new year's resolutions.
Just remember, we're laughing at you, not with you!
(motorcycling related only - not that letter you always wanted to write to Penthouse)
I’ll go first.
You know those little rubber thingies that stick out all over new tires, even though they used to not? They’re called tire quills and the tire makers leave them on because people think “new tire” when they see them.
Except for me. I hate those things. My rear tire had 328 of them, not sure how many the front had because I got tired of counting.
That’s right, “had” because the other night when it was raining I used a sharp pair of wire cutters to cut them all off. Really cleaned up the bike!
Okay, I confess ... it wasn't raining. OKAY?
Airing your (motorcycling) dirty laundry in public is good for the soul. Unburdening yourself is freeing and empowering. After telling all you'll be shifting above 4k rpms, grinding those 2" chicken strips off your tires, maybe even floating the front tire when you think no one else is watching!
This is NOT the place to mutter about accidents or mistakes, what we're talking here is that thing you do on purpose even though you hope know one else ever finds out about it.
This is your opportunity to lose the shame of doing you-know-what, that thing you do in spite of the last 3 new year's resolutions.
Just remember, we're laughing at you, not with you!
(motorcycling related only - not that letter you always wanted to write to Penthouse)
I’ll go first.
You know those little rubber thingies that stick out all over new tires, even though they used to not? They’re called tire quills and the tire makers leave them on because people think “new tire” when they see them.
Except for me. I hate those things. My rear tire had 328 of them, not sure how many the front had because I got tired of counting.
That’s right, “had” because the other night when it was raining I used a sharp pair of wire cutters to cut them all off. Really cleaned up the bike!
Okay, I confess ... it wasn't raining. OKAY?
