Give me a second........





How Did I End Up With A Brutale 910R?         

The MV Agusta. Well I Have Had It Since I Think Maybe April Or May '07
My Friend Gary Sold It To Me. He Had 5 Other Bikes To Deal With And Felt
The Brutale Needed A Home Where It Would Be Cared For And Loved.

Already Having A Few Bikes Around Here, I Doubted I Could Care For And Love
The Brutale That Much. I Have Two 15 Year Old Honda's Afterall And Over The
Years They Have Won My Heart.

I Towed The Brute Home, Put Her Away In The Garage, Covered Her Up And
Forgot About Her For 2 or 3 Months. The Battery Was Dead, And I Didn't Feel
Like Messing With It. There Was 40 Miles On The Odometer.

One Day I Decided To Ride The 910. I Had The Battery Charged And Installed It.
It Fired Up, I Was Intrigued By The Sound Of The Engine.The Throttle Was Very
Responsive. I Grabbed My Helmet And Hit The Road. At The Stop Sign,1 Mile From
My Driveway It Died.

I Hit The Starter, Nothing Happens. I Make Sure I'm Not In Gear And Hit It Again.
Click, Click Is All I Get. Looking Toward My House, I Begin To Push The Bike Home.
My First Ride On A Brutale And I End Up Pushing It Further Than I Rode It.

I Put It In My Garage And Left It For Another Two Weeks. I Was Going To Give
It Back, But Then I Came Across Another Battery And Installed It.


My Next Ride Was Awesome, I Was Smiling Like A Slobbering Fool.My Ear Drums
Were Bursting From My Screams Of Excitement. I Was Hooked.


Love And Care For This Bike? No, I Adore And Worship It Now. I Am As Weak As
A Drug Addict When It Comes To The Sirens Call Of The Brutale.

She Is Powerful, She Is Stealthy. Her Manners Are Explicit. Her Temper Is Nasty,
But With A Soft Hand It Can Be Controlled, But She Will Test You Every Minute.
As A Lady She Is Hot. She Is My Slut! Curvy, Sexy And She Takes All My Money.
All The Guys Check Her Out. I Am Sure They Are Wondering What She Is Doing
With A Guy Like Me. They Probably Think She Is With Me For My Money. Maybe
She Is, I Don't Question Her Reasons.

Maybe I Am With Her For Her Celebrity Status. She Has Done Some Modeling.
Her Seat Has Been Seen By Many. I Have Even Caught Guys Touching It, Women
Too For That Matter. She Has Posed On The Internet. Her Naked Photo's Are Out
There. It's OK,I Even Sometimes Suggest Guys Touch And Feel Her Up. She's Not
Ticklish, She Won't Giggle Or Move Away

There Is Nothing Sexier, Than A Hot, Fast, Naked Italian Girl That Is Willing To Slip
Between Your Legs At A Moments Notice. She Might Like To Be Fed A Lot, She Is
A Hungry Girl. She Will Never Get Fat As Long As You Let Her Out To Run, Or Take
Her Somewhere Private And Make Her Scream.




OK now about one of my CBR's, nicknamed Honda-Geddon.



This CBR600 F2 Just Took Me To So.California And Back. Reaching Speeds Of Over 115 Mph With 80 Pounds Of Gear Combined In The Cortech Bags,Cargo Tank Bag, And My Backpack, It Still Managed Over 47 Miles Per Gallon Against A Fierce Headwind And Chilly Temperatures.



1987 Honda CBR600F Hurricane....
The CBR600 was first introduced to the public back in 1987 with the original Hurricane model. This bike broke big ground for Honda with its liquid cooled across the frame in-line four in cased in a fully closed bodywork to produce the machine that tipped the scales at a lightweight for the time, 402 lbs. dry.

It was a fabulous machine and this Hurricane model continued with only minor changes over the next three years before the CBR600F arrived in 1990. This was another huge leap forward in the 600 market with nearly 15 percent more power than the model it replaced thanks to a heavily revised engine. But Honda didn't rest on it's laurels.

The next year the F2 version of the CBR600 arrived,
the CBR600 F2 Super Sport with power increasing again thanks to a more oversquare bore and stroke ratio, bigger carburetors, a higher compression ratio and less internal friction. By now the chassis was getting a little stretched with the increasing leaps in performance so Honda gave the F2 a stiffer frame and revised suspension to help keep the show in control.


Back In 1992, This Honda Was Rated At 100 Horspower. The CBR 600 F2 Supersport Was Taking Over Where The Hurricane600F Left Off. Fast And Better Looking Than The Hurricane600F, The F2 Was A Riders Dream.


My F2 Never Let's Me Down Or Stranded On The Roadside. She Fires Right Up In The Coldest Of Temperatures. On Hot Days She Doesn't Complain. She Will Scream Her Lungs Out To 13000 Rpms, And Still Get 52 Miles Per Gallon. She Can Still Dance.




My Main Ride, This Honda Never Says No. She See's Rain, Fog, Heat, Freezing Cold And Lots Of Darkness. Just Last Winter It Was 20 Degrees And The Honda Fired Right Up.Like An Out Of Control Teenager, She Is Always Looking For A Way Out Of The House.

She Wakes Up At 4am And Never Bitches. Together We Head For Work, Wondering What The Day Will Bring Us. Those Hungry Bitches That Are Always Filling Up Every Morning, My Girl Passes Them Right By. She Says To Me, "Tomorrow Fill My Tank, Right Now I'm Doing OK"

 
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