So much has happened during the last few weeks. My bike has been down, and it took a long time to figure out what was wrong with it. In the mean time I was looking for a 250 two-stroke because after I raced one, which wasn’t even set up for me, I was hooked on the two-stroke once again. I was looking everywhere, trying to find a bike that was in good condition, and, more importantly, in contingency. That’s a huge part of my funding, because I can actually make more on the weekends than I can at my job, providing I do well, of course!
After I had been searching for a while I finally heard about a YZ 250 that someone had gotten to race the Pro Lites class, but after the first race he decided that he just couldn’t ride it, and sold it to one of my friends. My friend also tried to race it, but he couldn’t get used to it either, so he decided to sell it. I was fortunate enough to hear about it before he put it up for sale, and I got a hold of him as soon as I found out.
He gave me a quick description of it, and I knew right away that it was in good shape and I wanted it. (By the way, I hope this is exciting for you guys to read, or at least interesting, because I am so stoked right now to be able to tell you this). While I was getting the money together, I got a call from one of my friends, who tells me he’s going to buy a bike because his money is burning a hole in his pocket. He then proceeds to tell me that he’s going to buy the very same one I was trying to buy! My Mom happened to be there at the moment, and she took the phone from me and started threatening my friend and warning him not to buy that bike! When I finally got the phone back from her my friend was pretty scared, telling me he didn’t think he was going to buy the bike after all... Hmmm, I wonder what could have changed his mind?!?
Once I had reassured him that I wouldn’t be mad at him, and I would try not to let my Mom kill him in the event that he bought the bike, we agreed that it was first to the finish. I don’t think his fears ever left him completely though, because he called two or three days straight asking me to tell him if I changed my mind about the bike. My moto mom is crazier than your moto mom!
That Saturday I went to pick up the bike at nine o’clock in the morning, and I couldn’t have waited one more hour. People were calling about the bike, one guy from all the way up in Massachusetts wanted it really bad, and I couldn’t wait to get it myself. It’s a sweet bike. It looks brand new, almost like it hadn’t been ridden. And it is so fast! Its way faster than a stock 450, it’s a closer match to a mod 450. I had so much fun riding it, and even just looking at it!
What comes to mind as I’m writing this is that song from Aerosmith; Back in The Saddle. Yeah! That’s right! I’m back in the saddle again! Back on a two-stroke, a Yamaha YZ 250 two-stroke! I know I’ve been on a Kawasaki since I started this blog, but before then I always rode Yamaha’s. I love my KX 250F, but the YZ 250 has to be my favorite bike of all time. It’s killer.
Well, the very next day I went to a local track called Tomahawk and pounded out tons of hard laps, and I think I know the people who rode this bike before me couldn’t get used to it. The front forks were super stiff, and there was no rear shock to speak of. On top of that, the jetting was so far off that at about a 1/3 throttle it would blubber and load up. I adjusted the suspension clickers a bunch and changed the jetting and now it’s ten times better than it was. I can’t wait to race this thing!
In closing I have to thank the people who made this all possible for me. Thanks to
www.coachseiji.com,
Racer X Virtual Trainer,
Twigg Cycles , NineoneNine Designs, Fly, Scott USA, PR2 Racing, Jordan’s Flooring, and special thanks to Kevin Klink, Scott Miller, Jayme Jordan, and Chris Jansen.