Sunday, May 31, 2015
“I hate these cars. Two or three years ago I used to enjoy myself maybe 15 times each lap. Now it’s once every 15 laps! No-one outside of F1 can know what shit these things are to drive. “
There is a moment, going over a bump and turning into a corner at the same time, where you lose vision. Everything goes blurred. The g-forces are unbelievable and the steering is ridiculously heavy, like being in a big truck with the power steering not working. Sometimes you feel you don’t have the strength to pull it round a corner.
“And, of course, we have no suspension. You go over a bump and it’s like someone is kicking you in the back. Your legs are flung around against the steering rack. Your head constantly hits the back of the cockpit or the roll-over bar. After a while your sides ache, your head aches, and you become aware of not enjoying driving a racing car…
” - Gilles Villeneuve in 1982
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Friday, May 29, 2015
1.comebacks
2.heart attacks
3.face plants
4.collar bones snap
5.rail road tracks
6. Monroe county fat asses
7.the distinct sound of handle bars moving
8.punctures
9.bent seat rails
10.Kirk Albers riding away back in his Jelly Belly days
11.motorpacing
12.Paul Martin
13.small pay out
14.low turn out
15.drop out
Cone through the years
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Ok lets get into it..lets talk about people..or more appropriately let T discharge his stinky pungent ridden foul smelling yellow secretion of something that does not even remotely resemble kindergarten grammar...but fuck it right...this place is so dam silent in its corner of the intronet it dont matter two lymes..
Boy howdy game changers life is veered...people come and go..on the highway, at the laundry mat, in line at the KFC the jewelry counter at Kmart..waiting for your spot on the slide at the park......, just moving through life doing there own thing in there very own distinct way...people come n go...
Kinda makes T think about his own scene in a way..yours as well...from breaking bones, breaking away..winning by Godzilla like proportions.. twitering,..tweaking..posting. raising arms in victory salute in front of 8 people who will unfortunately have forgotten them by the time the sun rises on the next battle..to the champagne and gold wreaths and venom of the snake..here today gone tomorrow...its such a tiny cruel world....grab it and embrace the moment when its here..dudes and dudettes come and go...
I dunno somthin to think about.
passionately yours T
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Sunday, May 24, 2015
No 224
An idea of the size of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway based on what global landmarks can fit within it.
Friday, May 22, 2015
1.Both have podium chicks but the Giro has Madrina
2.The Italian pro continental teams have the best kits in the peloton bar-none
3.Fluo, Fluo, Fluo and more Fluo. every Fluo imaginable
4.The topography and scenery
5.Stage 3 welcome to the mountains.the tour too scripted no one gives a fuck
6.They held a time trial on a bike path....the giro organizers dont give a fuck..nice
7.Cippollini has the record for the most stage win in the Giro
8.Cippollini has never finished the tour
9. fewer stupid tourist clogging the climbs
10. dirt road climbs
11.Carlton, Kirby and Daniel Loyd are for infinitely more listenable than Phil and Paul
12.Italian cuisine over French...enough said...
13.Pink is way better than yellow
14.Italians attack the fuck out of each other
15. Italian women.......see # 12
why the Giro is better than the Tour
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Betch ya didnt think youd see me today...ya know what they say...all those that wander are not lost...no worries head bangers....dont lie to me i know just the look of this face produces feelings that most can not describe...i wont stick around...super models..and plutonium rain aint my style...i just kinda missed you folks so i thought what the fuck why not peek in and throw out a quick Tuesday with Lemme..ya know for old time sake...and since i am here i may as well through out the question...through the sleeping channels of my alcohol induced dreams of metal, Nazis, planets and a fair hair girl from the north country i originally was going to ask...what...is meant by the term "real racing".....but it don't take no engineer to figure that out
and me being just an old worn metal head i think i can answer that one without calling on anyone who gives two lousy shits to this played out spot on the internet....
any event you pay for..pin a number on..and have some form of grip on the line constitutes some form of racing..is it real..thats stupid question..Id race your grandma to the box Exlax if you hung a 20$ on it..when its not real..do you pretend to just race? Is it all just well played out choreographed act...i kinda get it...some races are used for solely training purposes..like guys riding 100 miles to get there pin the number on..and then pedal 100 miles back home..makes sense..might not to some who call the spring fling shit racing..or Waterford worlds the same...does to me....to pigeon hole select series or race is kinda odd...
A guy who almost needs help just getting on the potty..
What do i know?
Monday, May 18, 2015
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