I started out not knowing a damn thing. I still feel like I know nothing. I've tinkered, tuned, tore down, rebuilt, tuned and tinkered again. The more I do the more I learn. The xs to me has been a lot of fun as its twin is perfect for my size, versatile for street and dirt. Its engine accessiblity is about as easy as it can get as far as break down. It fun, has power, can tractor, and pull over 100mph no problem. I love that bike. It gets me, and I'm learning it. I won't give up as its become such a character trait, a part of my finger print, its in my blood. I have to ride. And for as much as this bike has given me hell, I've put it through the same. Through ignorant wrenching, dirtbike trails, 2 day 1000 mile trips, running it oil free (did you know that yamaha built an engine that can ride 100 miles with no oil, amazing huh, whodda thunk) through dropping, gear jamming, clutch popping, throttle twisting this bike is just as much me as it is itself. I love this bike. Not just because of what it is, but what it is to me. Freedom, passion, enlightened higher learning, an excuse to get dirty, a self conscious release for me as I don't care about the way I am when I'm riding it. I've built stories and memories with it and ill be damned if I give this one up for lack of trying.
