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    #46
    I love my helmet. It is metallic blue. it keeps the rain off my head and gives me awesome helmet hair.
    Ladies LOVE helmet hair.
    My old helmet was metallic blue also. It kept the pavement and gravel off my skull, and the filling in the donut. Currently it is in a box awaiting shipment to Arai for scanning.


    Edit- the new helmet also came with a yellow pinlock, which is amazing in the PNW rain. No fog. More contrast.
    Last edited by Guest; 11-04-2012, 10:18 PM.

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      #47
      I'm guilty, I love ridding without a helmet. Earlier this year I made a venture over to NH on my old (now Lurch's) B-12 and rode most of the time helmet-less. Just an awesome feeling ridding with just the ridding glasses on. Hair was much longer then so it was nice to feel the wind go through it. I'll still break out a bike for a test run without a helmet and take it a couple miles. But in the back of my head I realize I should wear a helmet all the time.. And in VT I do whenever I go on high traffic roads
      Jedz Moto
      1988 Honda GL1500-6
      2002 Honda Reflex 250
      2018 Triumph Bonneville T120
      2023 Triumph Scrambler 1200XE
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      Originally posted by Hayabuser
      Cool is defined differently by different people... I'm sure the new rider down the block thinks his Ninja 250 is cool and why shouldn't he? Bikes are just cool.

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        #48
        Helmets, Argh

        When I was a young lad in Dallas one day I left home on my very cool X6 Hustler to head down to the hardware store. it was only going to be a couple of miles and thought about not wearing my gear, the only reason I did was because my helmet was sitting on the seat of the bike and I had to move it to get on.

        Five minuites later as I'm going through he intersection at Inwood Rd. and Lovers Lane and a gal in a Camaro makes a left turn in front of me. I ran out of room and ideas all at the same time. Next thing I remember is lying on my back with three firemen looking down at me in the parking lot of a dry cleaner some 60 ft. from the point of contact. evidently when I hit her it pole vaulted me over her car and the pick up right behind her, cleared them both and landed flat on my back in the parking lot out cold.

        Result was a ruined helmet, mild concussion and a broken watch band. I realized that I had help with that one and never tempted fate again. I always ride with ATGATT..

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