Dashing through the woods....
on a four stroke two wheeled sleigh....
watching trees go by.....
jumping logs in the way.....
so don't forget the creeks.....
or the trails that go one way.....
Here's to all the DBA'ers...
that rode their bikes today...
Oh, that deep puddle smells....
Your chain derails...
Got a flat four feet away....
goggles fogged.....
Your engine bogs.....
now that smell won't go away.....Hey
Now your bike won't start....
You smell just like a fart....
and your buddies are far away....
So sit back down....
your the new town clown....
the shame never goes away....
I could do this all day with any song just writing about dirt bikes and riding....
Sorry Rack, I could not just do one line. It just started flowing.
and we all know that would only happen to a 4-joke
Man I just love to ride. I ride a 2t, that will crawl... I don't care what you ride, as long as you do it... Man, i think I need a drz too...Never happened to me. Happened on many a trial rides I have lead though to others.
I don't mind you making fun of four strokes and reason why is because. How far can you ride, Where can you ride, Why can't you make it up that hill the four strokes just crawled up, etc....
I have a plate and can ride where ever I want. So have fun with your two stroke and I will enjoy my nice slow heavy four stroke.
I really never understood the whole making fun of the other bike thing as it has nothing to do with the bike as much as it does the rider.
Jingle Bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Load the bike up in the truck
and head out for all day, hey
Jingle Bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Throw the bike up on the stand
and wipe it down by hand, hey
Dashing down the trails
Feeling like on rails
Throwing Dirt when you grab a gear
Is all you're going to hear, hey
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way
I pulled the camera out of my pack
To snap a crash of Rack, Hey.....
Sorry, it was not a 1 liner, but it was flowing...
Dashing through the woods....
on a four stroke two wheeled sleigh....
watching trees go by.....
jumping logs in the way.....
so don't forget the creeks.....
or the trails that go one way.....
Here's to all the DBA'ers...
that rode their bikes today...
Oh, that deep puddle smells....
Your chain derails...
Got a flat four feet away....
goggles fogged.....
Your engine bogs.....
now that smell won't go away.....Hey
Now your bike won't start....
You smell just like a fart....
and your buddies are far away....
So sit back down....
your the new town clown....
the shame never goes away....
I could do this all day with any song just writing about dirt bikes and riding....
Sorry Rack, I could not just do one line. It just started flowing.
Seriously RM, this is exactly what happened to me on a ride years ago up in Big Bear...went to cross a stagnant bog, hit a log (rhime HAH), tipped over to the low side, boot sank, the bike kept going, I sank...wearing Bates leathers (leather leathers), stuck under the bike, helmet barely out of the shittty warter, my buddies father in law told him (pushed him) to go in after me...he hesitated a little then came in and picked the bike up off of me. I got out, started the bike rode back to camp, hung the leathers up to dry...they shrunk, I stunk...the rest was history OH Yeah...the worst part was it was the first camping trip with my GF at the time (now my wife)....