Monday, 19 November 2012
"SPORTSTERS - BORN TO RIDE" . . . . THE BABY HOGGLY THAT'S STOOD THE TEST OF TIME . . . . WHILST IN MODERN, STOCK FORM THEY ARE UNDOUBTEDLY BLOATED, CORPULENT SHADOWS OF THEIR FORMER SELVES . . . . STRIPPED AND RIPPED, CHOPPED AND DROPPED, THE LITTLEST HARLEY IS STILL BORN TO BE RIDDEN AND RIDDEN HARD . . . . POWER TO WEIGHT RATIO, SKIRTSTERS WIN HANDS DOWN !!!!
Maybe I'm just jaundiced after having spent so much time on Brit bikes or perhaps growing up where the family car was a smallish, compact, two door, performance six cylinder that could out perform many others with a V8 twice the capacity and power . . . . perhaps these experiences have tainted my perception of what it is that I really get off on in the world of all things fast and furious, the way I seem to gravitate to those vehicles, whether two wheels or four, that possess a great power to weight ratio . . . . the classic illustration of smaller, lithe, nimble frames or bodies where the lack of overall weight and size is significantly enhanced by the simple addition of a moderately powerful mid sized motor, fuck, it's not rocket science, just common sense . . . . the birth of the entire bobber caper came from the same approach, trying to strip weight from mostly large, overweight American Big Twins in an attempt to keep up with the smaller, lighter, faster Pommy jiggers that were the new dominating force . . . . or maybe I'm just ok about the size of my cock.
Below are three random examples of the skirtster in three fairly divergent forms, all of which to me appear to be eminently rideable . . . . no drama, no fuss, kick em in the guts, drop it into gear, let out the clutch and off ya go, not just in a straight line [yawn] but up and into the hills, around town, where ever the fuck it might be, the much maligned baby of the Harley family is still the scoot to root . . . . thanks to BikeExif, HideMo and whoever the top pic was stolen from . . . . three cool tools that were born to ride.