About Me
- DR DAVE
- THE GHETTO OF PHOENIX, ARIZONA, United States
- I was born in the green mountains of Vermont.Jumped on a bus with my High School sweetheart,didn't get off that bus until we hit the coast of Santa Barbara. I rode a pal's Benelli 50 when I was nine and never stopped. I have my uncle Fuzzy to blame for the motor head genes. My mom used to have a picture of me in his race cart when I was in diapers. He would take me to Lebenon Valley speedway in New York to watch stock cars back in the 60s. Went to watch him race his Arctic Cat 440 a few times as well.Bought my first bike when I got my first paycheck at thirteen. I have just three bikes now but a good mix. A wrecked FJ 1200(50mph freeway sandwich. An SR500 project street tracker and a KTM 620 that I ride on the street.Once in a while I get to throw myself on the ground in the dirt with it,usually after watching supercross on Sunday.I have been a Harley tech for ten years but took my tools home in August of 2010 to move into a management position. Working for the Evil empire means I am at the mercy of many levels of management,all with their own personal agendas.It is a great training ground to move on to better opportunities. Hey if it was too bitchin I couldn't call it WORK.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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why do people become idiots when it rains in the desert? My theory is the moisture in the air causes brain swelling. After all two days of 114 degree temp is sure to shrivel any human brain. So rain causes a precipitous encephalitis, resulting in temporary insanity. Seems to affect operation of motor vehicles at initial onset.#links
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