Racing is living, everything else is just waiting
Why are motorcycle dealers closed on Sundays? Because Sunday is for worship... Catholics go to church, Motorcyclists go to the track.
There’s the V-4 thing: there’s just something about it that inline 4s don’t have, and V-twins have too much of.
There are only three sports: mountain climbing, bull fighting, and motor racing. All the rest are merely games.
200mph, no hands. Damn that’d be cool right before the part where you die.
There are only three sports: mountain climbing, bull fighting, and motor racing. All the rest are merely games.
Seen on a motorcycle’s rear views:
Warning: objects seen in mirror are disappearing rapidly
Got a $5 head? Get a $5 helmet.
Life may begin at 30, but it doesn’t get real interesting until about 150.
If you’re going to lead, then lead. If you’re going to follow, get the hell out of my way!
Faster, faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death...
Keep thy eye on the tach, thine ears on the engine, least thy whirlybits seek communion with the sun
You start the game with a full pot o’ luck and an empty pot o’ experience... The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to skid across the line broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out, leaking oil, shouting GERONIMO!
Insisting on perfect safety is for people who don’t have the balls to live in the real world.
Who will be behind us this weekend?
A zest for living must include a willingness to die.
If you think you don’t need a helmet, you probably don’t.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
