Tuesday, June 09, 2009

A Proud Parent.

Of a Yamaha Trailway200.

I got my bike since the 8th of June.

Its sweet, and i love it. Its old, like fifteen years old. But i love it. I love it to the core.

Rode with Hafiz all the way till Changi, but stopping at Jalan Kayu for some supper first. The road there was long and cold. Thank God i brought my jacket, although its a thin one.

We had fun. Fiz brought me to OCH and some other abandoned buliding, of which i couldnt see the road and my bike decided to fall down. Its probably pissed it couldnt see the road either. The whole place was pitch black, i had to high-beam all the way in, then came this huge slope, and i fell. I was carrying a pillion, he tahan the weight, but its precisely because he tahan the weight, i couldnt guage the bike's weight.

Sounds confusing, i know.

But all went well till we got to this carpark near the airport. I parked my bike, looked up and thought i went to heaven. It was the sweetest TW alive, exactly how i want my own TW to be. I cannot just type all of this bullshit, you have to see it to believe it.


I love it. The moment i saw it, i fell in love over again. It called my name over and over. The owner of the bike, came back and he saw my TW. He called out and asked whose ride it was, i told him it was mine, he said it was sweet. I said his was the sweetest.

We got to talking and found out alot of TWs. Now, i need to change my carb and do the wiring. God, i am so in love with TWs. His bike was exactly, exactly how i wanted it. My god, can you just kill me nowwww.

Mine was mediocre compared to his. My baby's brother had a better everything.

Fasli, the owner of this bike, let me try out his bike. I nearly died, nearly lost control of my emotions. His bike had to be kickstarted, so i tried, but i couldnt get the hang of it. So he started it for me and off i went.

OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.

I wanted to kneel down and beg him to change rides with me, his was the more powerpacked TW. Hardcore i would say.

So now, i need to get new carb and do the wiring for my bike. I love it very much still, but it needs alot to smarten up and meet the world.

I love you, baby.

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