Today was a pretty exciting day, as far as commuting goes. The weather has finally gotten warm enough (for the time being) to ride to work. The sun is coming up earlier, so I was able to swap out my face shield for the dark one- no sunglasses for me!
Well, the commute started off when I was trying to get into the left lane on Bernal, right as Case St. intersects. There's usually a huge backup in the left lane, as people are lined up to turn left onto Case to drop off their kids at school. I cautiously split the lane and just as I was about to claim the pole position in the left lane, some twenty-something bitch in her Daddy's bimmer pops left in front of me without signaling, of course! She was about six inches away from knocking me over! Looking first would've been nice. Angrily I honked her, which activated the headlights to blink. Then I gave her a stern birdy! Too bad for her, I split the lane and she had to sit next to me, as we waited for the light to change green. I didn't badger her anymore- I've done that myself...to a motorcycle cop, no less. The rest of the ride to work was pretty uneventful. Now, coming home was a whole nother story.
Now that the suspension is hopped up, the height of the bike is also hopped up. I can barely get one foot down at a light anymore! The bike handles like a dream, so I don't mind. I had driven down Alcosta and took a right onto San Ramon Blvd. I was pretty excited about taking that new smooth onramp onto the freeway. As I was approaching, I was getting ready to do my stuff. I started to turn right onto the onramp and I saw the new Lexus covertible punch it- he was probably trying to get his ya-ya's off, too, being that it was his new car and all. I was kind of negotiating the drop in, still not really sure of the suspension and all. I swept to the outside left lane and was going to punch it to try and catch that guy, but then the engine kind of stalled! I looked down to see that I was in the redline! I had never done that before! The suspension was so calm that it tricked me into thinking that I wasn't even going to fast, that's why I tried to gun the throttle! Very interesting, I thought to myself... Next, I was getting onto the freeway- I was trying to merge over to the carpool lane. When I got to the leftest lane, I tried to up-shift only to find that there was no 7th gear! I was already going 95mph! I had no idea that I was going to fast! I can only believe that it was the work of the new suspension, giving me the stability, tricking me into thinking I was going much slower than I was actually going.

A collection of blurbs stemming from mostly the motorized projects that I do. Some posts mixed in have to do with my experiences in X-ray school. (Some entries are from older blogs that I killed off.) Some of my toys are a Mazdaspeed Miata that I work on and take to the track, a little Harley that I can't stop modding and an old Yamaha RD400 that I've been collecting parts for over the past 15 years. When I'm not wrenching, sometimes I mountain bike, sometimes I snowboard, sometimes I make beer.
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