SCR of the year 2008

DonDaddyD

lost_in_thought wrote:

If I was going to buy a motorbike, it would be one like this:



Not one like that GTV!

I love you! You are so cool!

gtvlusso

You cannot beat 4 cyl jap bikes - personally though:




And the greatest ever race:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm_M5Qj6nfI

Oh yes - SP-1's rule.....I raced one for a bit with Sound of Thunder!

Jen J

So....back on topic :twisted:

Last chance for nominations for the title of SCR of2008.

I'll count up nominations in the morning, and set up a poll for the top five (on this thread if I can, so you can check back to the nominations if you want)

gtvlusso

Jen J wrote:

So....back on topic :twisted:

Last chance for nominations for the title of SCR of2008.

I'll count up nominations in the morning, and set up a poll for the top five (on this thread if I can, so you can check back to the nominations if you want)

Well done Jen - good luck all nominees!

lost_in_thought

Jen J wrote:

So....back on topic :twisted:

Pot? Pot is that you? Oh hi!! This is kettle....

Jen J

lost_in_thought wrote:

Jen J wrote:

So....back on topic :twisted:

Pot? Pot is that you? Oh hi!! This is kettle....

I'm sure I don't know what you mean. Now where's that halo icon.... :roll:

Clever Pun

Not even one mention... fuck y'all

prepare to be scalped to high bejesus on friday

Bassjunkieuk

Clever Pun wrote:

Not even one mention... fuck y'all

prepare to be scalped to high bejesus on friday

I nominate you for the "Most inappropriate FCN for ability" for when your riding the Brompton

itboffin

Bassjunkieuk wrote:

Clever Pun wrote:

Not even one mention... fuck y'all

prepare to be scalped to high bejesus on friday

I nominate you for the "Most inappropriate FCN for ability" for when your riding the Brompton

+1

and WTF is in that bag of yours it weights a ton, body parts right? or your MASSIVE scalp collection

attica

gtvlusso wrote:

And the greatest ever race:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm_M5Qj6nfI

I heartily disagree, this is the greatest motorbike race ever.

il_principe

Clever Pun wrote:

Not even one mention... fuck y'all

prepare to be scalped to high bejesus on friday

Yeah, ditto. I freely give my time, advice, knowledge, expansive humour and sartorial elegance and what do I get? Nada, niclh, zip, zero. Ingrates.

*sniff - Greg T ain't that funny.

:oops:

Jen J

I nominate Jash and Clever Pun for whinging like girls. And Jash for having a bike that is considerably more expensive than yours. And Clever Pun for riding a Brompton.

Amyone else want a token nomination?

il_principe

*kicks nearby stone petulantly.

linsen

Jen J wrote:

I nominate Jash and Clever Pun for whinging like girls. And Jash for having a bike that is considerably more expensive than yours. And Clever Pun for riding a Brompton.

Amyone else want a token nomination?

me yes I do please

Jen J

linsen wrote:

Jen J wrote:

I nominate Jash and Clever Pun for whinging like girls. And Jash for having a bike that is considerably more expensive than yours. And Clever Pun for riding a Brompton.

Amyone else want a token nomination?

me yes I do please

And linsen for having no shame

linsen

Jen J wrote:

linsen wrote:

Jen J wrote:

I nominate Jash and Clever Pun for whinging like girls. And Jash for having a bike that is considerably more expensive than yours. And Clever Pun for riding a Brompton.

Amyone else want a token nomination?

me yes I do please

And linsen for having no shame

Now THAT will be misquoted I'm sure!
I have a little.......

Jen J

Poll is now up and running.

Commiserations to LiT and DDD who just missed out on making the final, and to the rest of you that had no chance at all...;)

I have been asked to mention that there will be a "small" presentation ceremony on the 28th...happy voting

gtvlusso

Attica wrote:

gtvlusso wrote:

And the greatest ever race:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm_M5Qj6nfI

I heartily disagree, this is the greatest motorbike race ever.

I stand corrected - George Formby (minus Ukelele) at the Manx TT is a sight to behold...

Greg T

I voted for me as I'm fecking brilliant.

Despite my mensa level IQ and "Stan Boardman" level of wit and funny guyness I have been absent from the forums recently due to a sudden and very unwlecome bout of "working".

This is really getting in the way of my punning and RING based gagging (Gagging per se is in itself also funny but remember players - always use a safety word - preferably one that is easily understood when gagged - top tip don't use Mesopotamian - takes to long and sounds like "Meeeophammeeun").

Anyhoooo.

I hope I win this as I'm competitive, shallow and vain. I also have faults though, so any of you compulsive culty joiners can go and find another messiah to commit group suicide with.

I am up for Friday.

Littigator

Greg T wrote:

I voted for me as I'm fecking brilliant.

Despite my mensa level IQ and "Stan Boardman" level of wit and funny guyness I have been absent from the forums recently due to a sudden and very unwlecome bout of "working".

This is really getting in the way of my punning and RING based gagging (Gagging per se is in itself also funny but remember players - always use a safety word - preferably one that is easily understood when gagged - top tip don't use Mesopotamian - takes to long and sounds like "Meeeophammeeun").

Anyhoooo.

I hope I win this as I'm competitive, shallow and vain. I also have faults though, so any of you compulsive culty joiners can go and find another messiah to commit group suicide with.

I am up for Friday.

Dude, with material like that you've got no chance!

itboffin

PS. I'm taking cash bribes if any candidate would like to boost their score.

Littigator

No need to encourage Greg T to boast....nor boost his score either

itboffin

Littigator wrote:

No need to encourage Greg T to boast....nor boost his score either

I don't know what you're on about

biondino

gb155, I'm sorry but ultimately I changed my vote to cjcp. Not only is he the go-to man (in a metaphorical AND literal sense) for bike maintenance issues, but he's also the only SCRer to have actually scalped me in real life (although, as was discussed at the time, it toally didn't count).

cjcp

:oops: Very kind of you, sir.

Btw, did you fit those interruptor brakes?

biondino

On the Trek? No, I had the lbs install them when I bought it (new). I had suicide brakes on my old Holdsworth and I liked the concept, if not the function.

DonDaddyD

What the heck do you mean I didn't make the final!?

READ Below:

Dondaddyd wrote:

Having been disappointed with my performances throughout the latter part of September and with what seems/feels like gaining an entire stone during my week holiday in Spain. Damn Sangria, Coco Loco, Paella, Tapas, lovely ribs, veal steak and burgers and 12noon pints (x3).

This would be my catharsis:

A true scalp is not only overtaking someone but leaving them stopped at a set of lights as you, who have clearly beaten the lights, pummels nothing but the open air ahead.

&

To own a road is to know that on each commute you are the single fastest cyclist on your chosen piece of tarmac.~ Laurence 'DondaddyD' W. Player of the Unspoken Game

There are not many roads I can claim as my own anymore, ‘The Single Speed chase’ and ‘The Allez incident’ (yes I name some of the more memorable battles I have with other cyclists/commuters, I also name my routes as though they were stages in some great cycle race and YES I have an over active imagination, it keeps me young I’m told) have seen my grasp over Clapham Common South side relinquished. Similarly I have had Tooting Bec road, Upper Tooting road, Balham road, Balham hill and Clapham High road torn from my lists of ownership.

I'm not the fastest roadie and I'm not the most skilful cyclist, but by golly the stretch of tarmac known as Norwood road, which wraps itself along one-side of Brockwell Park is still my road and I will cry before I give that one up. I know every bump, every lump and every groove. I know where to hunker down, I know where to pedal and where not to. I know where the road stiffens and smoothes. It is upon this piece of asphalt that I do my speed test. It is long enough for me to ‘max ones absolute’ and hold said wattage for what seems an eternity (actually about 30secs – I’m rubbish I known).

There was nothing of merit on my commute today, nothing. But this doesn’t bother me on the way to work as much as it does the journey back as I have Norwood road to test myself on. ‘Those that sit above’ were kind to me today as I saw the shape of what could be a roadie in the distance, on my road. I sped up and was now able to see his shapely calf’s, which looked shaved, a challenge if ever I saw one. I got closer checked the gearing. SINGLE SPEED! I was so excited at encountering a challenge I could easily loose I nearly celebrated before even starting.

I made my shapes to overtake, he looks behind sees the pain, blood, anguish and hate within my eyes as my face was all smiles perfectly hiding my discontent. He speeds up. ‘Oh it’s on now’ and I could oh-so-easily-loose, but no! This is my road and I haven’t started to cry yet.

Several turns of the crank I’m ahead, I’m also too afraid to look down at my cycle-computer (which stopped working at some point during this mornings commute) so I can’t say how fast I was going but sound had become a distant concept. I beat the lights I look behind; maybe he wasn’t trying or maybe its all in my head but hands on hips looking forward was the single speed. Me? I pummel the open air ahead.

A true scalp, excelsior!

I’m back and climbing the ladder!

Finish reading? OK.

I am Mr SCR! The post above, exudes the very heart the very soul of SCR!

Furthermore:

I name my encounters/SCR battles with other cyclists.

I think about weight saving on my commute back from the office.

I spend ridiculous amounts improving an SCR3 just so that I can scalp as efficiently as possible.

My bike is called SCR!!! For the sake of Pete! Why have I not made the final!!!!

"I'm so fast by the time the lights go green, I'm already at the next set of lights waiting for those to go green!"

Sure there is nothing gracious about this rant, but there is nothing gracious about SCR; scalp or be scalped no excuses and no prisoners. The strong prevail the weak get scalped. Player's of the game will pull up next to you, smile, get into conversation and as soon as the light goes green scalp the sh*t out of you! SCR is about establishing your physical self over another would be cyclist. I live for this!

Why am I not in the final!!!???

I should be in the final and any final is farcical without players such as myself and Lit!

Hmph!

<< Wanders off - arms flapping - to pick up toys that had previously been thrown from pram! >>

tailwindhome

DonDaddyD wrote:

What the heck do you mean I didn't make the final!?

READ Below:

Dondaddyd wrote:

Having been disappointed with my performances throughout the latter part of September and with what seems/feels like gaining an entire stone during my week holiday in Spain. Damn Sangria, Coco Loco, Paella, Tapas, lovely ribs, veal steak and burgers and 12noon pints (x3).

This would be my catharsis:

A true scalp is not only overtaking someone but leaving them stopped at a set of lights as you, who have clearly beaten the lights, pummels nothing but the open air ahead.

&

To own a road is to know that on each commute you are the single fastest cyclist on your chosen piece of tarmac.~ Laurence 'DondaddyD' W. Player of the Unspoken Game

There are not many roads I can claim as my own anymore, ‘The Single Speed chase’ and ‘The Allez incident’ (yes I name some of the more memorable battles I have with other cyclists/commuters, I also name my routes as though they were stages in some great cycle race and YES I have an over active imagination, it keeps me young I’m told) have seen my grasp over Clapham Common South side relinquished. Similarly I have had Tooting Bec road, Upper Tooting road, Balham road, Balham hill and Clapham High road torn from my lists of ownership.

I'm not the fastest roadie and I'm not the most skilful cyclist, but by golly the stretch of tarmac known as Norwood road, which wraps itself along one-side of Brockwell Park is still my road and I will cry before I give that one up. I know every bump, every lump and every groove. I know where to hunker down, I know where to pedal and where not to. I know where the road stiffens and smoothes. It is upon this piece of asphalt that I do my speed test. It is long enough for me to ‘max ones absolute’ and hold said wattage for what seems an eternity (actually about 30secs – I’m rubbish I known).

There was nothing of merit on my commute today, nothing. But this doesn’t bother me on the way to work as much as it does the journey back as I have Norwood road to test myself on. ‘Those that sit above’ were kind to me today as I saw the shape of what could be a roadie in the distance, on my road. I sped up and was now able to see his shapely calf’s, which looked shaved, a challenge if ever I saw one. I got closer checked the gearing. SINGLE SPEED! I was so excited at encountering a challenge I could easily loose I nearly celebrated before even starting.

I made my shapes to overtake, he looks behind sees the pain, blood, anguish and hate within my eyes as my face was all smiles perfectly hiding my discontent. He speeds up. ‘Oh it’s on now’ and I could oh-so-easily-loose, but no! This is my road and I haven’t started to cry yet.

Several turns of the crank I’m ahead, I’m also too afraid to look down at my cycle-computer (which stopped working at some point during this mornings commute) so I can’t say how fast I was going but sound had become a distant concept. I beat the lights I look behind; maybe he wasn’t trying or maybe its all in my head but hands on hips looking forward was the single speed. Me? I pummel the open air ahead.

A true scalp, excelsior!

I’m back and climbing the ladder!

Finish reading? OK.

I am Mr SCR! The post above, exudes the very heart the very soul of SCR!

Furthermore:

I name my encounters/SCR battles with other cyclists.

I think about weight saving on my commute back from the office.

I spend ridiculous amounts improving an SCR3 just so that I can scalp as efficiently as possible.

My bike is called SCR!!! For the sake of Pete! Why have I not made the final!!!!

"I'm so fast by the time the lights go green, I'm already at the next set of lights waiting for those to go green!"

Sure there is nothing gracious about this rant, but there is nothing gracious about SCR; scalp or be scalped no excuses and no prisoners. The strong prevail the weak get scalped. Player's of the game will pull up next to you, smile, get into conversation and as soon as the light goes green scalp the sh*t out of you! SCR is about establishing your physical self over another would be cyclist. I live for this!

Why am I not in the final!!!???

I should be in the final and any final is farcical without players such as myself and Lit!

Hmph!

<< Wanders off - arms flapping - to pick up toys that had previously been thrown from pram! >>

I know I don't live in this London you speak of but I follow the Thread daily (ahem hourly) and would like to ask


Did you not give up about 10 pages ago?

Bassjunkieuk

D3, if it makes you feel better I'm also on an SCR named bike (just the year before yours).......and whilst I haven't chosen the "upgrades" for my bike per say yet (most of the minor bits being swapped over as my awesome/lack of cleaning just wore them down)

I am planning some future upgrades to improve the performance, well it's only a new set of wheels but it should help with handling/braking/acceleration so a good choice of first upgrade and the one recommended in most SCR 3.0 reviews I checked before the purchase!

As for the other points you list that's just a bit obsessive I think, I mean naming your encounters........do you work like they name hurricanes and use consecutive letters?? that would be cool and I insist you start each scalp-tale with it's name from now on

DonDaddyD

WheezyMcChubby wrote:

DonDaddyD wrote:

What the heck do you mean I didn't make the final!?

READ Below:

Dondaddyd wrote:

Having been disappointed with my performances throughout the latter part of September and with what seems/feels like gaining an entire stone during my week holiday in Spain. Damn Sangria, Coco Loco, Paella, Tapas, lovely ribs, veal steak and burgers and 12noon pints (x3).

This would be my catharsis:

A true scalp is not only overtaking someone but leaving them stopped at a set of lights as you, who have clearly beaten the lights, pummels nothing but the open air ahead.

&

To own a road is to know that on each commute you are the single fastest cyclist on your chosen piece of tarmac.~ Laurence 'DondaddyD' W. Player of the Unspoken Game

There are not many roads I can claim as my own anymore, ‘The Single Speed chase’ and ‘The Allez incident’ (yes I name some of the more memorable battles I have with other cyclists/commuters, I also name my routes as though they were stages in some great cycle race and YES I have an over active imagination, it keeps me young I’m told) have seen my grasp over Clapham Common South side relinquished. Similarly I have had Tooting Bec road, Upper Tooting road, Balham road, Balham hill and Clapham High road torn from my lists of ownership.

I'm not the fastest roadie and I'm not the most skilful cyclist, but by golly the stretch of tarmac known as Norwood road, which wraps itself along one-side of Brockwell Park is still my road and I will cry before I give that one up. I know every bump, every lump and every groove. I know where to hunker down, I know where to pedal and where not to. I know where the road stiffens and smoothes. It is upon this piece of asphalt that I do my speed test. It is long enough for me to ‘max ones absolute’ and hold said wattage for what seems an eternity (actually about 30secs – I’m rubbish I known).

There was nothing of merit on my commute today, nothing. But this doesn’t bother me on the way to work as much as it does the journey back as I have Norwood road to test myself on. ‘Those that sit above’ were kind to me today as I saw the shape of what could be a roadie in the distance, on my road. I sped up and was now able to see his shapely calf’s, which looked shaved, a challenge if ever I saw one. I got closer checked the gearing. SINGLE SPEED! I was so excited at encountering a challenge I could easily loose I nearly celebrated before even starting.

I made my shapes to overtake, he looks behind sees the pain, blood, anguish and hate within my eyes as my face was all smiles perfectly hiding my discontent. He speeds up. ‘Oh it’s on now’ and I could oh-so-easily-loose, but no! This is my road and I haven’t started to cry yet.

Several turns of the crank I’m ahead, I’m also too afraid to look down at my cycle-computer (which stopped working at some point during this mornings commute) so I can’t say how fast I was going but sound had become a distant concept. I beat the lights I look behind; maybe he wasn’t trying or maybe its all in my head but hands on hips looking forward was the single speed. Me? I pummel the open air ahead.

A true scalp, excelsior!

I’m back and climbing the ladder!

Finish reading? OK.

I am Mr SCR! The post above, exudes the very heart the very soul of SCR!

Furthermore:

I name my encounters/SCR battles with other cyclists.

I think about weight saving on my commute back from the office.

I spend ridiculous amounts improving an SCR3 just so that I can scalp as efficiently as possible.

My bike is called SCR!!! For the sake of Pete! Why have I not made the final!!!!

"I'm so fast by the time the lights go green, I'm already at the next set of lights waiting for those to go green!"

Sure there is nothing gracious about this rant, but there is nothing gracious about SCR; scalp or be scalped no excuses and no prisoners. The strong prevail the weak get scalped. Player's of the game will pull up next to you, smile, get into conversation and as soon as the light goes green scalp the sh*t out of you! SCR is about establishing your physical self over another would be cyclist. I live for this!

Why am I not in the final!!!???

I should be in the final and any final is farcical without players such as myself and Lit!

Hmph!

<< Wanders off - arms flapping - to pick up toys that had previously been thrown from pram! >>

I know I don't live in this London you speak of but I follow the Thread daily (ahem hourly) and would like to ask


Did you not give up about 10 pages ago?

I know not what you are speaking of.