I wonder what the motorcyclist thought
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I wonder what the motorcyclist thought
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Greetings, Earthling. We come in peace... Never mind "Paris to Dakar", the VehiCROSS looks ready for the Martian desert.
I wonder how many of these guys have face-planted after hitting a bump...
That's amazing! Would scare the poop out of me, but still amazing! How do you "practice" for something like that??
VX KAT
....the adventure BEGINS ANEW! ...2015......
Remember that life is not measured in the breaths you take, but rather in the moments that take your breath away.
I see an "ACME JET PACK" in his future.![]()
Hmmm, kinda' reminds me when I go inner-tubing on my belly behind a ski-boat-- same body input to steer. The difference with the roller-wheels is hitting a pot-hole, road diviation, miscalculation of a corner, or equipment failure would pose a very stiff penalty; and the penalty for an error on those roller-wheels is death!!! No thank you, I'll stick to water which is a lot more forgiving.
He better don't try to avoid paying toll to cross the george washington brigde here in NYC.
Probably he'll need a EZ-pass to void all the stressfull traffic
Anyways guys,this a true way to go even more greener then green.
Wonder if toyota can beat that guy with any of they hybrids on fuel economy![]()
Dakar was just the begining.
Really Cool...but the trip back home has to be painful.
Live, Love, Forgive and Never Give Up
Positively sick. Must suck when a rabbit hops out in front of him.
Gary Noonan
'01 S/C VX / '18 Forester XT
Thats one of those sports where you look absolutely ridiculous in your "Gear" until you are actually in action using it.
Trust me....Rugby shorts are great for what they were designed for, but not so much fun walking into a gas station on the way home from an away game.
L0L...sorry in advance for the T-J, but that reminds me of a golf outing my brother & I had, a few summers ago.
We were at a remote, lakes area golf course, & on the way home, for whatever brain damaged & thirsty reason, decided to stop off at a seedy, wrong side of the tracks, (literally) red neck bar on the way home.
There were at least two ummmmmm, "patrons", passed out & slumped on the bar. (mid afternoon)
Another one became our instant buddy, & was trying to mooch free beers from us.
Of course we were in golf attire, which looked normal enough on the course, not so much in a red neck dive...
I looked at my bro & said "I haven't felt this outta place in a while"...![]()