In Toronto, consuming alcoholic beverage in public is illegal, so why isn't smoking in public illegal as well??
What a drunk hobo will do to you is a potential.
What 2nd hand smoke will do to you is certaint.
Monday, September 18, 2006
Illegal Smoking
In Toronto, consuming alcoholic beverage in public is illegal, so why isn't smoking in public illegal as well??
What a drunk hobo will do to you is a potential.
What 2nd hand smoke will do to you is certaint.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Joke of Today - God
Today, Slashdot has a piece of news about 'Pope advised Hawking not to study origin of universe' (instead, you should be an ignorant and believe what we religion say). I am sure Pope must hate how scientists disprove their religion myths with their scientific discoveries.
Anyway, people on Slashdot start joking around, one says "As far as they're concerned, they're using their God given brain to study how God does His thing." which is funny, but I think the funnest and the worst is the following...
"God must be a civil engineer, who else but a civil engineer would put a waste water outlet through a recreational facility?"
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Hyosung 2006 Dealer's Costs
You can get a 2006 Suzuki Boulevard M50 for $6,995cdn; a 2006 GV650 for $5,595us from US with the exchange rate being 1:1.1 currently, so... how much is our Canada Hyosung distributor ripping us (or even the dealers here) ??
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Pride In What You Ride
This bike is really something I would be so proud of owning one.
Why? Ask those custom bike builders who always show their faces on TV about it.
Now I can't see how Harley will have their market in China...
Friday, April 28, 2006
Toronto Free Motorcycle Parking
In year 2005 4th season, City of Toronto has passed the free parking law for motorcycles. By-Law No.928-2005
In short, motorcycles can park at city metered spots (which does NOT include Green-P) for 3 consecutive hours for free, subject to all other usual rules and the angle the motorcycle parks cannot be wider than 60 degrees measured from the curb.
(Consult the actual 928-2005 for more details)
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Motorcycle Cruisers (Feb Edition)
Motorcycle Cruisers
Feb Edition
Motorcycle Cruisers
Feb Edition
Review of Hyosung 06 GV650 and Yamaha 06 Roadliner
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Sunday, February 19, 2006
I raced a Harley today
I raced a Harley today and after some really hard riding I managed to PASS the guy. I was riding on one of those really, really twisting sections of canyon road with no straight sections to speak of and where most of the curves have warning signs that say "15 MPH".
I knew if I was going to pass one of those monsters with those big-cubic-inch motors, it would have to be a place like this where handling and rider skill are more important than horsepower alone.
I saw the guy up ahead as I exited one of the turns and knew I could catch him, but it wouldn't be easy. I concentrated on my braking and cornering. three corners later, I was on his fender. Catching him was one thing; passing him would prove to be another.
Two corners later, I pulled up next to him as we sailed down the mountain. I think he was shocked to see me next to him, as I nearly got by him before he could recover. Next corner, same thing. I'd manage to pull up next to him as we started to enter the corners but when we came out he'd get on the throttle and outpower me. His horsepower was almost too much to overcome, but this only made me more determined than ever.
My only hope was to outbrake him. I held off squeezing the lever until the last instant. I kept my nerve while he lost his. In an instant I was by him. Corner after corner, I could hear the roar of his engine as he struggled to keep up. Three more miles to go before the road straightens out and he would pass me for good.
But now I was in the lead and he would no longer hold me back. I stretched out my lead and by the time we reached the bottom of the canyon, he was more than a full corner behind. I could no longer see him in my rear-view mirror.
Once the road did straighten out, it seemed like it took miles before he passed me, but it was probably just a few hundred yards. I was no match for that kind of horsepower, but it was done. In the tightest section of road, where bravery and skill count for more than horspower and deep pockets, I had passed him. though it was not easy, I had won the race to the bottom of the canyon and I had preserved the proud tradition of another of America's best bikes.
I will always remember that moment. I don't think I've ever pedaled so hard in my life. And some of the credit must go to Schwinn, as well. They really make a great bicycle...
I knew if I was going to pass one of those monsters with those big-cubic-inch motors, it would have to be a place like this where handling and rider skill are more important than horsepower alone.
I saw the guy up ahead as I exited one of the turns and knew I could catch him, but it wouldn't be easy. I concentrated on my braking and cornering. three corners later, I was on his fender. Catching him was one thing; passing him would prove to be another.
Two corners later, I pulled up next to him as we sailed down the mountain. I think he was shocked to see me next to him, as I nearly got by him before he could recover. Next corner, same thing. I'd manage to pull up next to him as we started to enter the corners but when we came out he'd get on the throttle and outpower me. His horsepower was almost too much to overcome, but this only made me more determined than ever.
My only hope was to outbrake him. I held off squeezing the lever until the last instant. I kept my nerve while he lost his. In an instant I was by him. Corner after corner, I could hear the roar of his engine as he struggled to keep up. Three more miles to go before the road straightens out and he would pass me for good.
But now I was in the lead and he would no longer hold me back. I stretched out my lead and by the time we reached the bottom of the canyon, he was more than a full corner behind. I could no longer see him in my rear-view mirror.
Once the road did straighten out, it seemed like it took miles before he passed me, but it was probably just a few hundred yards. I was no match for that kind of horsepower, but it was done. In the tightest section of road, where bravery and skill count for more than horspower and deep pockets, I had passed him. though it was not easy, I had won the race to the bottom of the canyon and I had preserved the proud tradition of another of America's best bikes.
I will always remember that moment. I don't think I've ever pedaled so hard in my life. And some of the credit must go to Schwinn, as well. They really make a great bicycle...
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