Did 800km's yesterday with a few buddies. T'was lucky enough to borrow old matey's Duck ST2, which all in all wasn't a bad thing.

But I rode a stretch on Shawn's 2012 GSXR750.

Fuck. Me.



Besides being a mental machine, weighing around 190 - 200 kilo's wet and packing 150 horses in there, the induction note...

Who ever designed this one spent ALLOT of time making sure the rider was hearing those trumpets aimed at his/her head. Reminds me of a V8 with a crossplane crank if you have ever heard one.

Anyway.

2 weeks till I fly into LA. Getting pumped.