Join Date: May 2003
Location: Evanston, IL
Location: Evanston, IL
Sportbike: Yamaha FZ1
Years Riding: Can't remember
How you found us: member
You might be a biker if . . .
You only get two weeks vacation and you take them for Sturgis & Daytona
Someone suggests having dinner at the beach and you say “okay” and live in Omaha
Your bike has more than $5,000 in accessories
You spent your last paycheck on a heated vest and gloves instead of food and rent
Your credit card statement shows $150 for gas - $5 at a time
You get “delirium tremors” after not riding for a couple of weeks
Your closet smells like leather and you are not into "S&M"
Your bike is the most expensive vehicle in your garage
You think 8,000 miles for a set of tires is good
Your spouse uses WD-40 & duct tape to get you “in the mood”
You are a member of the Iron Butt Association
Someone yells “gravel in the curve” and you panic
Where you are going is not as important as how you get there
You know what “white-lining” is and it does not involve drugs
You know from experience what monkey butt is
You lean into the corners while you are stuck going somewhere in your cage
Having bug guts splat all over your hand or cheek at 70mph doesn't send you into gross convulsions anymore
Your coworkers stop asking what you did over the weekend, they just ask how far you went for lunch.
You haven't seen the keys to your car in 2 weeks, but you have taken the long way to work everyday.
You've ever tried to hit the turn signal in you car with your left thumb.
You do a Poker Run in your SUV cuz your bike is in the shop, and ride with all windows down and AC off on a scorching hot day!
You buy an EZ Pass toll payer for your bike, and not your car, and smile every time you don't put your feet down in the oil.....
You stop your car and try and lower a kickstand.
All of the toes on your left boots are scuffed beyond repair.
Someone offers to buy your bike on the spot on the freeway in a sleet storm and you turn them down.
You appreciate that the oil being sprayed upon your leathers helps keep them shiny...
The centerpiece on your dining room table is the twin you're rebuilding
Consider your motorcycle's odometer as a badge of honor.
You have oil stains on your living room carpet and it doesn't bother you.
Your nose is sunburned and your fingers are much paler than the back of your hands or forearms.
You have one credit card just for motorcycle stuff
You park the car outside while the BIKE is in the heated garage
Your polishing & cleaning rags are in better shape than the clothes you wear
You understand that the wider the road the worse the food.
If you spend all your free time not riding or wrenching on these silly biker forums
If in the middle of February after 4 months of snow the lyric "Don't wanna eat a pickle, just wanna ride my motorcycle" won't stop running thru your head.
When even in your cage you lighten your grip and squint as you cross a gravel patch on the highway.
There is snow everywhere and 20 degrees, you ride!
You have life-threatening emphysema and build a mount for your oxygen tank on the back of your motorcycle.
The direct route to a BBQ is 300 miles so you take the 900 mile route.
You've already ridden to Prudhoe Bay this summer, and are backing the folks who want to put in a road to Nome.
You wave at other bikers from your CAGE!
You know all about ME880, FLHT, and K1200LT, but are clueless about 401K, the GNP or NYSE.
"Time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana." -Groucho Marx