License to....

It sucks to spend a hundred thousand dollars on learning the art of using one of the most interesting machines of modern times, something that can achieve the miracle of flight. And the Indian government recognises your achievements with these 2 gaudy coloured books with 3 pages of printed recycled paper stapled to them. Would I have traded it for that 1098R, a WrenchMonkee BMW and a ride in the Baja? Hell no! This is my ticket to fly!!

From runway to raceway

Once upon a time at Kari

You could barrel down the runway in one of these, hit the ton and be airborne

Now...

You blip, shift, brake, stick that knee out and drag it around C1 and feel the rush come...

This used to be Kari's playground until his untimely death in 1995. But thanks to the legend, it's now a playground he's left behind for all of us to enjoy.
The Smell of the unburnt fuel, fresh rubber and the wraith of the chambers on song...Divine!
PS: if you're in the area this weekend, join T.W.O trackside, cheer, jeer or just come and inhale!!

Live it, love it, but....

Two Wheels...One Dream

Don't join the herd, take the Ride!

Once upon a VF....

Saw it...Lusted after it...The world's first superbike

Fell in love...The gold wheels were race bred and drool.

Emptied the bank...Bought it.

Relished the vee, experienced what anti-dive meant in 1983

Pencil pointer needles hit a hundred and sixty louder and quicker than most new aged motors.

 Still regret not having done this...