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Great fun! There's nothing like blowing past someone who paid $3000+ on a lame-ass scooter. Because I don't have a speedometer, my conservative guess on top speed is somewhere between 45 and 50 km/h. I can get to work and back(a twenty minute ride, each way) four times on a single tank of gas/oil mixture. Hooray! So as long as I keep it under 33km/h(when there's cops around) I should be fine. #SECRET OF MANA ROM FOR SNES9XTYL PLUS#On the plus side, the engine is not stamped with the displacement, so there's no way to tell it's been bored out to 80ccs. Oops! Apparently, if it's over 49ccs, or if you're going over 32km/h, it needs to be registered. #SECRET OF MANA ROM FOR SNES9XTYL REGISTRATION#I looked into registration issues, and found that my motorbike would be classed as a power-assisted bicycle, and no MPI involvement is needed, as long as it is under 50ccs. My lovely wife Lani had an old mountain bike she was willing to sacrifice for the cause, and after about a week, I had it up and running and past the break-in period. It took about a month to get the kit- an 80cc single cylinder two stroke. So, I picked one and ordered a kit from an importer in B.C. I've seen signs up at various intersections around the city advertising "a way to get 100km to a half gallon of gas." After doing a little research on the web, I found quite a few web sites shipping chinese moped conversion kits. So after heading over to my local Red River Co-Op to fill up($76.50) my family van, I thought I would share how I've coped with the ridiculous gas prices this summer. I heard on the radio today that gas prices were jumping twelve cents, thanks in large part to Hurricane Ike. I've never had a problem on quarterpipes, and my bag of tricks include tail stalls, rock and rolls, rock to fakies, frontside 180s to rock fakie, nose stalls, and frontside carves on the coping. That's what happens when you start(actually) skating at twenty-two! I can ollie up curbs now(most of the time), and I can ollie quite gracefully out of banks, but my true forte is on transitions. So, skating by myself, I began to teach my legs to ollie. I had them put it together for me, because, ah, y'know- I was paying for it, and I'd be damned if I'd get my hands dirty! I ended up buying a blue powell mini-logo, some Grind King trucks, 54mm wheels and ABEC-3 Speed Metal bearings. I went down to the local sporting-goods store(Royal) and went to their skateboard section. Skateboards had changed an awful lot since I was a kid. When I got divorced(here is where the angelic choir sings), I went and picked up the Transworld Buyer's guide, and looked through them to figure out exactly what I needed. Broken, subjugated man-child that I was at the time, I listened to her. ![]() When I got married for the first time, I announced to my wife that I was going to start skateboarding. After several tries, of course, the board shot out from under me and I landed super hard on my tailbone. In high school, I remember trying acid drops on this kid's skateboard at a party. I eventually gave it up in junior high, because I didn't know anyone else who skated. The extent of my tricklist was what I learnt from the other kids in my neighborhood- tic tacs and pogos. I've tried to look for pictures on the 'net, but obviously, there's none. It was black, and had a picture of a circuit board underneath, with yellow wheels and rails, a noseguard and a big plastic bubble under the tail. ![]() The deck was big (this was the late eighties) and heavy as fuck. #SECRET OF MANA ROM FOR SNES9XTYL PRO#I didn't know there was such a thing as pro models or skate shops. It wasn't a pro model, I'm pretty sure they bought it at Zellers or K-Mart, but it didn't matter to me. Sometime after that, my parents bought me an "actual" skateboard. My dad threw out his back for a few days on that one- and it still makes me laugh thinking about it. The second thing they do is fal l straight on their asses because the board shoots out from underneath them. Needless to say, if you've ever watched someone who's never been on a skateboard before, the first thing they do is stand on it, perfectly still. My father, ever lovin' goofball that he is, stepped onto it to "show me how it's done". There was a little cement patio in my backyard, and I learnt to stand on it and tic-tac around. My aunt had it from the 70s, and I got it as leftovers from a garage sale. It was a sweet translucent blue plastic banana board with a raised tail and red wheels. I got my first skateboard when I was about ten or, maybe eleven. ![]()
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