RevZilla Motorsports Gift Card Give Away

Posted on 27th July 2011 by Brad in Living

We’re doing a contest this week and giving away a gift certificate to RevZilla. RevZilla is a leading online motorcycle superstore. They record and feature video reviews of their top products and have a very large selection of helmets, jackets, and pants for street, touring, and offroad bikers. I have been looking specifically at the Shoei Helmets. I figured it might be a smart idea to pick one up and I have finally gotten around to shopping the idea around a bit.

Anyway, if you are interested in the contest here is how it is going to work. All you have to do to enter is leave a comment on this post about your first ride. When the contest ends on August 3rd, one week from now I will pick a comment at random. Please make sure you are using a valid email address with your comment as I will be contacting you via email to get more information so that I can get you your gift card. That is all there is to it, share a story with others, get a chance at a gift card to a killer online store. Take a moment to enter, then head on over to their site and check it out.

Congrats to our winner Don!

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  1. My 1st ride: June 1970, Zweibrucken, Germany. My boyfriend told me “If you can kick it, you can ride it.” “IT” was a 1969 650cc Bonneville Triumph. The 1st time (day) I kicked for hours, until it finally roared to life. He wasn’t around and I took him at his word. I climbed on (it was fairly tall compared to my 14 year old height.)

    I managed to scrape the kickstand up off the pavement, I dropped the bike into 1st gear (after making sure the clutch was securely pulled all the way in), I revved the engine then slowly let the clutch out. OPPS … the revving didn’t stop I kept the throttle twisted a TAD too high! The bike practically flew out from under me, but I held on like I was riding a high spirited bronco bareback. Me and the bike flew across the yard and into a thick hedge, which (thank you Jesus) stopped us both before we got OUT of the hedge! It was scary as hell. The engine kept running: the rear wheel kept turning (uselessly) until I was able to gather my wits and shut the bike down. I was tangled in the hedge for HOURS, and the bike was tangled until we were able to get a reciprocating saw and cut away the old growth branches that held the bike securely up right and deep into the old hedgerow. I was laughed at for years after that, but he NEVER told me I couldn’t ride the bike. Once the bike was out of the hedge, he told me to crank it up and ride it, this time with some supervision. I did MUCH better the second time around, and after that he couldn’t keep me off the bike. He rotated back stateside a few months later. Because he got busted during his time in Germany for Hashish possession, he lost all his rank and couldn’t afford to ship the bike back. I convinced him to leave the bike with me. He later sent for both ME and the bike. We were married a year after the incident, and I finally got a drivers license and rode the bike legal for the first time. I rode that bike all over Germany back in the 70’s. Had the best time of my life. Wish I could do it again.

    Comment by Chessie — July 28, 2011 @ 6:14 am

  2. My 1st ride alone was in 1963 when I was 8, on a Cushman scooter. My brother fixed stuff for people and someone brought a scooter over for him to fix. After he fixed it we would ride it and he told me if I could start it I could ride it. After about an hour of jumping on the starter it fired up!!! I pushed up the stand and jumped on it, I was to small to set on the seat so I stood up in the center. I rode it up and down the road in front of our house as my brother wasn’t home and my sister was watching me, she came out to stop me and I would aim at her with the scooter. After about a half hour I passed my folks coming home, they weren’t very happy but that started a life time of bike riding. With lots of memory’s, later I found an old bicycle and put a rototiller engine on it. When I was older I rode from Michigan to Idaho to watch Evil fall in his canyon, and have been to Mexico and California, and have been on many other rides.

    Comment by Don — July 28, 2011 @ 12:39 pm

  3. My first real ride was in March (I came to the sport late in life). A buddy of mine led us up CO72 thru Bear Creek Canyon, from Morrison CO to Evergreen CO. Very twisty and scenic. Later that night I was looking at a motorcycle map of Colorado that rated the different routes by difficulty- red for experienced riders, orange for intermediate, etc. Seems the route we traveled earlier in the day was for experienced riders only- ‘steep grades and sharp technical turns’. So apparently, I had no business on that road, which I nevertheless negotiated up n back without incident. It was a blast.

    Comment by Jones — July 30, 2011 @ 12:48 pm

  4. My first ride was somewhere around 1965. My mother’s cousin stopped by our house on a 1963 FLH. My dad says I was glued to the glass doors looking onto the driveway. He asked me if I wanted to go for a ride with him on it. Reportedly, I responded, “You don’t know anything about motorcycles.” He put me on the bike and away we went. after 30 minutes, we returned to the house and I begun to try to figure out what we could trade for it – our travel trailer, mom’s station wagon, etc.

    To this day, my dad firmly believes my attraction to Harley Road Kings is due to by initial attraction to a 1963 FLH when I was two years old. I cannot argue with that logic.

    -Peace

    Comment by Allen — July 31, 2011 @ 6:53 pm

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