May 14, 2005 09:08 PM
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(Updated Nov 17, 2011 08:01 PM)
The same old passion in you still lives. A bike of its kind, raw and it leaves most of the things to the rider to be taken care of. Guess the speed, traction or even power!
Truly to fantasize the real motorcycle enthusiast of the 90s.
My Boss is a 1995 make, with out cat (the noisy one). She did make heads turn for sometime. I am 35 now, lives abroad, visits my home town Kerala. The first thing I would do is to get her ready for a run through the half done rough roads beside the green fields, and the tarmac, by the backwaters. Believe it, this is pure nirvana! You would not experience this in the civilized world.
I do not get this feeling from my Ford Mustang!!!!!
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This is special for my Own Shogun . The memories of our young days, the fun and the nostalgia builds around you all the time to get you high and high.
The open road is your playground!, the hard tough roads are a pleasure, the firmness of the springs let you desire for more, and the turns will challenge your abilities and your skills.!
The Shogun makes me feel older, I am less flexible like I used to be with her, but the feeling that she has not changed makes you worship her.
This is pure passion, this is divine and this is magical.
All Shogun lovers feel this way!!!!
Take care guys, we will live to cherish the dream !
