Tomorrow ill be going back to the bike shop to pick up my parts; ill be taking pics of all those duel purpose bikes they have and any new bikes if they have any plus ive decided to post only two picks a day from here on out just to stretch this out nicely and not overwhelm any one with a torrent of bike pics lol.

I recently went to a some what local Honda and Kawasaki dealer to get some parts for my bike and i decided you all would like to see some of the nice bikes they have so i took some pics (alot of pics) of said bikes.

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Stay tuned for more pics tomorrow since i want to span this out a couple of days.
Yours truly  canine-cop

We're not alone on FA,  motorcyclefurs and  motofurs are here too, go give 'em some love.

Then just send us a pm/note with a link to the pic of your bike and any information like custom parts or work you've done to it, and look for photos of Deals Gap in the gallery donated by  oneswiftfox

Mostly of weird, scary, funny, or just down right insane things that have happened when you rode. Even racing this journal rea lly has no limits (but it still has to pertain to bikes), but if you'd like to share one of these stories go for it.

I'll go first, ok there I was I had just took out my first attempt at a cafe racer, made by only my hands (heres a pic http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4071896/ ) it was only a cb200t and knowing its past top speed which wasn't that great i didn't have that high of hopes for it; little did i know. So going to my usual spot for testing top speeds of different thing i noticed on the ride there it was a little more peppy and just felt different the sound, the ride, and every thing was just amazing. Stopping at the end of the strip just gave me the chills. I got off the bike and gave it the once over just to be safe and i checked every thing even the pegs. After seeing all was good i hoped back on and just let the vibrations calm me because at that moment i knew that this was the craziest thing (probably the most unsafe thing as well) i would be doing at that point in time. I had to give it hell and that i did. hammering through the gears laying as flat as i could i couldn't but help notice the speedo just blowing past the old speed before i knew it i was doing over 90 miles an hour on a 200 of all thing, sure ive gone faster but that had to be one of the best moments in my life up to that point not because of the speed but because for once i built something great something that worked and i was proud of that bike more the a father seeing his son score the winning goal with a slit second left on the clock. That to me was bliss. But as soon as i got back both my tires at nearly the same exact time blew out on me... again. moral here dont trust tires XD

Have fun. Btw sorry this is so long but i got caught up in that day again ^^ ~k9-C.