Get in your way-back machine. Turn back the clock about 15
years. Back then, I rode motorcycles. They were fun, and I was
16. This meant I was poor. You could get a year's worth of
insurance for a motorcycle for about $80.00 and get around for an
entire week on under $8.00 in gasoline. I rode around for a
couple of years until I could afford to buy a car. (I guess I
figured I would get luckier with the ladies in a car. Turns out a
1977 Corolla is not a sex machine. Quite the opposite, in fact.)
To kick off my ten-year long midlife crisis, I purchased a
motorcycle. I've been thinking about buying one for a couple of
years now. I spent a lot of time looking around, trying out
various kinds of bikes and wanted to find a ZX-6. There weren't
any for sale in the local area that I was happy with but a friend
pointed me at a used ZX-11 that was advertised locally. OK.
Enough chatter. Here's a picture:
Yes. It goes really really fast.
This motorcycle has enough power to scare the crap out of me. I
didn't realize it when I bought it, but it will apparently
do 0-60mph in 2.9 seconds, and do 0-100mph in about 6.3
seconds. If you feel like going out to the Bonneville
Salt Flats you should be able to get it up to top speed of
169mph. More bike than I will ever need. But I never lack the
power to pass someone.
Anyway, since I'm in the mood. Here's another picture:
Yes. This also goes really really fast.
Tuomas took this photo
when he was last in town. We always try to go flying somewhere
when he does.