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Lomg, long time ago.
Ricordo in quel di Torino, un gruppetto di appassionati mototuristi, tutti gli anni si riunivano e eleggevano, quella che secondo loro in quell'anno, era sata la miglior moto per fare tutismo a medio e lungo raggio. Qualcuno ricorda chi erano e se sono ancora in auge?
Chiisa se QdE non possa fare altrettanto, a fine anno titolare la moto PIU' ........ |
non conoscevo questa tradizione sabauda.
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Indaga, indaga, era molto interessante
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L'ultima eletta, se non ricordo male fu la Guzzi Falcone .....poi se ne perse la tradizione!!
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No no, le ultime erano BMW, poi non trovando di meglio...persero la tradizione :)
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Non era a Milano?
Un circolo di avvocati, mi sfugge il nome ed adesso fin che non lo ricordo dono guai... Ciso Bim |
Un circolo di avvocati milanesi che eleggevano BMW come "miglior moto per fare tutismo".
La cerchia si restringe.. |
Or mi sovvien Milano, Milano.... eppure Torino doveva ben centrarci....Boh!
Voglio dire, che quell'Idea abbandonata da tempo, possiamo rinverdirla noi di QdE. a fine anno si vota la migliore moto da TURISMO, pieghe, pedane, impennate, fregaunca@@o! Poi ci si puo anche allargare, la miglior moto da...Bar :) |
Tanto eleggerebbero il GS, inutile anche proporre la votazione!!
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A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died [Chorus] So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Verse 1] Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died [Chorus] I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Verse 2] Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died [Chorus] We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Verse 3] Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? [Chorus] We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Verse 4] Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Outro] I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" [Chorus] They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
quelli di Torino sono morti tutti avvelenati dai funghi..
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...e sono tutti froci...
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ooohhh, era ora facessi outing
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Comunque col bacino di utenti di QdE sarebbe una nomination importante.......
PS, moderatori mi aggiustate quella m ? |
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per la votazione è facile.... basta che nessuno possa votare la moto che ha o ha avuto..... ...o guidato... così si continua con la tradizione di parlare di cose che non si conoscono... :lol::lol::lol: |
Comunque, non vorrei sembrare antipatico, ma sono almeno trent'anni che, ogni anno, la miglior moto per fare turismo a medio e lungo raggio è l'Honda Goldwing.
Il Top. Punto. Anche virgola. Me lo ha detto Weiss.. :-o |
Paolooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !
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