I used to be a full throttle kinda guy. Yup. And as I mature..ish…okay, I have yet to mature. But learned, the hard way. That full throttle means trouble. So I have slowed down and you know what? Stuff works better. The W loves between 1500 -2300 rpm.
Anything more and well. SHIP SEEMS TO HAPPEN. More importantly, I miss a bunch of stuff. Like my sanity and the ability to live in the now, vs living in the Gotta Get There or Get Away From there. the Now. That peaceful time when you can focus on all that’s good.
I went out in the morning yesterday and a simple one hour rumble, was what I needed to smile again. Oh not the smile you have on your face, but the one that comes from deep inside. A brief moment of just focusing on the birds, the water, the rumble, and sparkle of deep rich varnish smothered mahogany. AHHHHHH.
It’s this special time of year. For many, last run season. The leaves are changing early because of the lack of rain. And the days are getting shorter, so try and get out there just one more time, and this time, throttle down. Enjoy the 1500 rpm life.