The blue bike could climb a tree. So that's useful (although I had a dog who climbed trees, and he was no use at all). One point for utility, then.
The 650 would most likely get you as far as the nearest noisy smelly bar (two points), where you might encounter an extraordinarily dumb woman of indeterminate age who, yes!, would like to go for a ride with you on your epically dopey chopper. Two more points.
While you're catching your breath* after trying to start your E.D.C., the woman filches the two Budweiser tallboys from their custom-designed tallboy holder; hearing her name hollered from a nearby car, she gets in the car and gives the driver one of your Budweisers. They leave the scene. The remainder of your Saturday night is a bleary mess, i.e., typical. Net loss of four points.
Still, things could have gone otherwise -- if you'd wired the chopper's single switch correctly, say -- so, to my mind, the Yamaha is just barely less stupid than the deeply confused blue bike.
If called upon to defend this opinion, I will run away.
I think it's missing some safety guards.
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ReplyDeleteNow THAT is STUPID.
Safety’s overrated:-)
ReplyDeleteISTR a discussion of 2 into 1 chambers recently. Seems they don't actually keep the engine from running. Pity...
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the enormous rear sprocket would take days to count the teeth of.
ReplyDeleteAt least the exhaust is pointed away from your face.
ReplyDeleteRats, on the stupid scale, higher or lower than the XS650 chopper?:-)
ReplyDeleteWhy you gotta always give ME the hard questions?
ReplyDeleteThe blue bike could climb a tree. So that's useful (although I had a dog who climbed trees, and he was no use at all). One point for utility, then.
The 650 would most likely get you as far as the nearest noisy smelly bar (two points), where you might encounter an extraordinarily dumb woman of indeterminate age who, yes!, would like to go for a ride with you on your epically dopey chopper. Two more points.
While you're catching your breath* after trying to start your E.D.C., the woman filches the two Budweiser tallboys from their custom-designed tallboy holder; hearing her name hollered from a nearby car, she gets in the car and gives the driver one of your Budweisers. They leave the scene. The remainder of your Saturday night is a bleary mess, i.e., typical. Net loss of four points.
Still, things could have gone otherwise -- if you'd wired the chopper's single switch correctly, say -- so, to my mind, the Yamaha is just barely less stupid than the deeply confused blue bike.
If called upon to defend this opinion, I will run away.
* Actually, vomiting on a stranger's 4x4.