Posted by privacy
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
We jump on, turn the key and the instruments spring to life. A rapid push of the starter button and also the motor fires by having an odd resonance - somewhere between an over-cammed small-block and a fighter jet. It's a lumpy-sounding idle though the engine spins smoothly under our chest. The kickstand's still down, therefore the fellow from Yamaha who is trusting us together with his bike gets
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