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Not that it matters and not that I expect anyone had noticed, but to those who sent me "where are you?" I would like to say I am back. Not only that I am officially returning to VFRD after nearly 2 months break but I have also ridden my Hawk last weekend and had FUN! Let me restate that; I had major fun riding! Something I have almost given up on. Most of you have been riding your whole adult lives and riding is not only a hobby to you, it is part of you. But I started riding three years ago and even though I have encounter some setbacks, till this spring I loved riding with whole my heart.

It does not take one too much time to realize that New York is one of the most tolerant cities in the world. Or simplier said, the Newyorkers just don't care. They don't care if one wears the latest designer clothes or the dirtiest rags. Would you like to put a pink feathers in your hair, paint your face black and white and drag chains behind you? Please do, but do not expect that anyone will turn their head after you. No one will care. Only tourists with maps will take pictures. Pink feathers, painted face and chains are not enough to become one of the elite New York freaks. The ones who make

Hehe, your mom is a smart woman :) She knew what she was talking about ... and about sharing the story - I thought that nothing makes human happier than the unfortune of others ... :D M.

My typical lunch consists of soup, bagel and a can of sugar-free Red Bull which I buy in the cafeteria located in our building. My mother always taught me not to talk and not to read while eating. However, she was quite unsuccessful, especially with the latter and I have developed a habit of browsing news, vfrd posts and personal emails while eating lunch at work. Turkey soup should not be life threatening, so I do not need to devote it full attention. However, an unfamiliar crunch between my teeth has interrupted my peaceful lunch break today. Probably just a piece of a turkey bone, I though

Yeah - NESBA bagged it but we all were ready - too pitty there were upto 3-4 inches of snow at some parts of the track. Plus the 23F temperatures were not very helpful - the tires were more like a rock than a sticky gum. I am sorry I did not contact you earlier - I was very thankful for all your emails, advice and help - unfortunately, I was left to Europe less than 48 hours after returning from BeaveRun and had no time even reply. Europe was exhausting but nice. I am finally back and finally catching up on old promises. Btw, I am planning on going to BeaveRun with STT on May 26th, 27th. How

Thaks and NO COMMENT :rolleyes: Mellowyellow is probably right ... :idea3:

Tbzep - I can pm you a link to some more pics of the Hawk ... Let me know if you are still interested. M.

My ex-boyfriend use to come home 2-3 hours late sometimes. I never asked but then I found out that on those occasions he got lost in the small neighborhood we lived in and in order to find our house, he start driving through it like one would go through a maze ... try all the right turns, try all the left turns ... Not only that he would never ask for help, but he also could get lost in the movie theater on the way from the bathroom... Well, he is gay now - so I don't know if he still counts :) I do ask for directions sometimes (well, honestly I have a very good sense of direction and I do as

So, I was supposed to take my Hawk to Brooklyn tonight. A friend of mine is willing to trailer it for a track weekend at BeaveRun and back. However, today was not my day. The whole day I felt very tired and my brain hurt but the upcoming rainy weather was not giving me a choice. I had to take the bike there before the 'monsoon' starts. To make sure that I will be able to find his place, I typed his address into google maps and printed it out. My head was tired so I did not even read the name of his street, just looked at the map picture for couple of seconds thinking that I will properly read

oh oh - I have usually 'sarcastic humor with a hint of morbid' but definitely not suicidal :-)) especially not 2 weeks prior track-weekend :-) ... But thanks for the offer :-)

You know, I think I did talk to you! I was the 'chick' with funny accent and weird red VFR :goofy: Martina

"What do you want? What are your goals?" people ask me sometimes. I hate those questions and I don't think much about the people who are asking them either. How lazy of them to ask and assume that I will sit down and tell them all about my aspirations, hopes and possibilities. I cannot describe all my goals in one sentence. So, I usually don't. And, I really hate those questions. I hate those questions even more than a question which people ask so seldom: "What is your life goal?" Sometimes, people rather ponder the small matters and avoid the principal issue. Maybe it is because they, even

Really nice ! That would be something I would really like to have done on my VFR. Definitely good winter project. The wiring overall does not seem hard - or am I wrong? Martina