What a rush! Even on wet roads taking it a bit easy... WOW
How quickly you forget the buzz, and how quickly a smile ca appear on your face
After four and a half months off the road doing my winter upgrades, I got the mot today and had a very short blastette or two...
What a rush! Even on wet roads taking it a bit easy... WOW
How quickly you forget the buzz, and how quickly a smile ca appear on your face
oh yes...............
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Originally posted by Xtreme Kermit
After four and a half months off the road doing my winter upgrades,
Truth about driving a 7
A 7 is not just a four-wheeled car. The difference between driving a car and climbing into a 7 is the difference between watching TV and actually
living your life. We spend all our time sealed in boxes, and cars are just the rolling boxes that shuffle us from home-box to work-box to store-box
and back, the whole time, entombed in stale air, temperature regulated, sound insulated, and smelling of carpets. In a 7, I know I am alive. When I
drive the 7, even the familiar seems strange and glorious. The air has weight and substance as I push through it, and its touch is as intimate as
water to a swimmer. I feel the cool wells of air that pool under trees and the warm spokes of sun that fall through them.
I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around, wider than Pan-A-Vision and IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard.
Sometimes I even hear music. It's like hearing phantom telephones in the shower or false doorbells when hoovering; the pattern-loving brain,
seeking signals in the noise, raises acoustic ghosts out of the wind's roar. But in a 7, I hear whole songs: rock 'n roll, dark orchestras,
women's voices, all hidden in the air and released by speed.
At 30 miles per hour and up, smells become uncannily vivid. All the individual tree-smells and flower-smells and grass-smells flit by like chemical
notes in a great plant symphony. Sometimes the smells evoke memories so strongly that it's as though the past hangs invisible in the air around
me, wanting only the most casual of rumbling time machines to unlock it. A drive on a summer afternoon can border on the rapturous. The sheer volume
and variety of stimuli is like a bath for my nervous system, an electrical massage for my brain, a systems check for my soul. It tears smiles out of
me: a minute ago I was dour, depressed, apathetic, numb, but now, on four wheels, big, ragged, windy smiles flap against the side of my face,
billowing out of me like air from a decompressing plane.
Transportation is only a secondary function. A 7 is a joy machine. It's a machine of wonders, a metal bird, a motorized prosthetic. It's
light and dark and shiny and dirty and warm and cold lapping over each other; it's a conduit of grace, it's a catalyst for bonding the
gritty and the holy. I still think of myself as a car amateur. I wouldn't trade one second of either the good times or the misery. Learning to
drive is one of the best things I've done.
Tin tops lie to us and tell us we're safe, powerful, and in control. The air-conditioning fans murmur empty assurances and whisper, "Sleep,
sleep." 7's tell us a more useful truth: we are small and exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good, but that's no reason
not to enjoy every minute of the drive.
well put
RichardK, that statement needs to be put in a frame and hung in everyone's garage!!!! It should be our new mantra. Russ
Blimey Richard that brought a tear to my eye, well done very poetic. Barry
PS What drugs do you take?
Season of the Bike by Dave Karlotski
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Originally posted by MikeRJ
Season of the Bike by Dave Karlotski
Copying bugger! He He, remember lifting it from somewhere years ago as it just seemed so right, so thought I'd share.
And I was just about to add "All Hail RichardK" lol!
Fraudster
So you guys think that driving your home made cars is fun? I get to drive a cronky pile of cack that was first built by a retard in 1985. Since then,
every hamfisted donkey within shouting distance has had a go at drilling holes, welding-up holes, bolting to and undoing bits, attaching with cable
ties/black tape etc. etc. That stopped when I bought the car and discovered the scuttle was made of hardboard. The pedal box was held in with
woodscrews.
I mocked-up an Alfa V6 engine and it fitted. So I fitted a gearbox. And some steering and a few other bits. Then I forgot to take it to bits to do the
job properly.
This has resulted in a truly bad 'car' that tries it's hardest to find me new friends in casualty. I never know what bits are heading
for the gutter and I'm never too sure if the car wants to get home or go back to the cereal packet it came from.
I will get around to taking it to bits to do the job properly but as it keeps moving under it's own steam, literally, then I'll keep
driving* it. So please, keep out of my way, don't touch the sharp bits and if you see me at the side of the road, do me the courtesy of pointing
and laughing.
*Driving, as in getting thrown up the road at rediculous speeds without any idea when I'm going to stop.....or where.
I have to agree, RichardK is right, the experience of a bike and 7 is very similar in some very important ways.
Obviously its different too - less sence of danger for one, less vunerable - not sure if that is a good thing or not...
I can certainly go a lot faster in my 7 per % of skill in the car than on the bike.
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Originally posted by Dangle_kt
I have to agree, RichardK is right, the experience of a bike and 7 is very similar in some very important ways.
Obviously its different too
You don't?? Thats' why everyone stares at me....
Well you might have to owelly so that you only make new friends in casualty not at the mortuary
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Originally posted by owelly
You don't?? Thats' why everyone stares at me....
I love my kitcar but thrashing a big road bike around a track or open roads is hard to beat...
http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=-6356889878794792370&ei=yZyzS9qgItST-AbiutXUBg&q=benelli+tornado#
I did the same on a R1. You think the new R1's are quick in kitcars...
yes it is hard to beat but at least you don't get so much gravel rash when you bin a 7...................
True!! Just that noise of it skidding about in the car evertime you brake or take a corner hard
bones mend and chicks dig scars but after you wake up in hospital again you have to think 4 wheels might be your future
Very well put Richard 