Thursday, December 28, 2006

Wet Session @ PG Johor Race Circuit

Event dated 27th December 2006, Wednesday.

Bright and sunny! Well... Not exactly. After 3 days of anticipation. The first thing I did when I got up was to turn on the computer to peek on the weather condition. All the way from Singapore to the north east region looked clear. Yeap, that included Pasir Gudang. Grinned.

Not long after, I received CS' smses, confirming to proceed. Ofcourse, it was an all go. Was supposed to visit the track on the day before as Ivy and Jeffrey were free to join as well, but looked like the gods weren't keen enough. The emotions were overwhelming as the skies were finally clear after days of simultaneous dense rain. I was even expecting the rain to not stop even till the end of wednesday, but looks like I filled in the white card too late. I quickly put on my gears and stuffed raincoat into the bag and proceeded to meet CS.

I reached the Esso station at Woodlands on roughly 8. CS was early as well. Along the way, I enjoyed the attention of doning a full leather race suit while riding. It was such a head turner, I guess the bike played its part as well. After adjusting tyre pressures, we set off to Woodlands Causeway Customs.

The Woodlands customs was jam-packed, which was an unusual scene to behold because the Malaysian workers don't usually return home in early morning. While in queue, I saw a couple of guys on their way to the race track as well, looked like we had company that morning. After clearing the causeway, we waited at the white house for James. As we cleared the Singapore customs, I received a message from James mentioning to wait up for him as he was adjusting his tyre pressures then. As expected I guess he would be late, and the jam would contribute to it.

At the white house, the group of riders whom I met earlier in the Singapore customs queue were waiting for their group to gather as well. There were 2 '04 R1s, '06 R6, ZX6R-636 and 1 Super 4. They looked serious as a couple of them had race fairings and rear-set footpegs. One even had Racetec tyres on them. Not long after, "Redbeacon" (forum nick) joined in and it happened that he was waiting for James as well. Didn't quite expect to have company but it was a pleasant acquaintance.

When James arrived, we set off for the track immediately as we were running late for the 10am session. James went ahead while I pulled back to wait for our official photographer and redbeacon, who was visiting the track for the first time. I guess James was really serious to hit some good lap times. Soon we caught up to James in a petrol station along Pasir Gudang highway. There he went again after filling up the tank.

Upon reaching the circuit, I realised there were still cars in the track which wasn't supposed to happen. Because it was already 20 minutes pass 10, it was supposed to be the motorcycles' session. Then I realised the bikers who reached earlier consented to have let the cars go first, ingeniously thought it out that the cars would dry the track for us! Haha... I took CS on his phantom to go recce and scout out the track so he could position himself strategically for the best shots. Got stung by the starving commando mosquitoes there, bad mosquitoes.

I had an upset stomach and wasted some time in the loo, then soon after I went to pay up for the track. Realising that almost everyone were off to the track, I zipped up the gear and mounted the R1. Everyone were on the pit moving off lane. I held up for Redbeacon as I needed to guide him through the first lap to let him had an idea of where were the treacherous areas to look out for. Everyone was zooming past me, and I was eager to catch up, very eager.

The bikes present on the track that day. Hayabusa, ZX12R, GSR600(?), K3 G10, two '04 R1s, '06 R6, '06 R1(me), ZX6R(636), S4 Spec 3, CBR400RR, RS125... That's about it. More riders than I expected on a weekday morning. One by one they zoomed past me while leading Redbeacon on his RS125 for an introduction lap.

Soon after I crossed the starting line from the grandstand, I broke loose of my mental-implemented cruise control and immediately hit the shifter light. 3rd! 2nd! 1st! Down through the gearbox I cruised through the damp Turn 1. It was scary as I opened up through the exit, huge puddle of water settling on the rumbling strip of Turn 1 exit ripped my traction away.

Laps after laps passed. The first to be overtaken were the ZX6R and the K3 I think. Slowly one by one I overtook the Hayabusa, ZX12R, GSR and etc... I think I was the only one out of my sane mind to push through the damp track. I was sliding all around. Especially in corner exits of Turn 1, 3 and 6. The Turn 3 and 6 were the worst. Huge streams of running water were flowing down from the hill forestations into the circuit tarmac. My rear end kept stepping out whenever I opened up from the exits. The slides were pretty within anticipation though, was quite fun actually.


Fear gobbled me as I went through the wet corners. Excitement had partially brainwashed my fear though.

As I wrestle the 160hp motorcycle through the corners in a semi-wet condition. I realised everyone started to pit in. I guess I had about 15 laps before I pitted in through my first run. Impressive, the bike that is. I guess the wet track contributed to the consistency of the brakes as well. The brakes would usually fade after 7 or 8 laps, but surprisingly it held up to more than 10 laps that day.

When we were about to close for the day, going to do a time trial for James, dark clouds started to hover over the race circuit. James and I quickly buckled up for the time trial, I was the timer bike as the new R1 came with onboard lap timer. We did a warm up lap, and started timing right after grandstand starting point. James was fast, very dauntless, even in the wet.

I believe James could have gone faster in the dry, his corner entry was as if he was riding in the dry. He almost pulled away from me, luckily I had more horses strapped under me. At the end of turn 12, right after he crossed the line marker, he hit a good timing of 2 minutes and 9 seconds. Very impressive for a 10 year old 400cc bike, in the wet.


As I was about to push hard for my personal time trial, rain came pouring. Riders ahead were slowing down totally. Actually I could have gone ahead, but not wanting to endanger the lives of other riders, I held back.

The trip back was bad. Real bad. Parts of the PG highway were filled with potholes and cement soil after continuous raining and flash floods. Our motorcycles were encased in a cement coating. Till today, I have washed my bike 3 times and the dirt was still persistent. Never go Malaysia during rainy seasons, you will regret it. Unless yours is a scrambler.

More photos to come.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Big Boyz Toyz!

Reached Shiwei's place at about 12.10pm as the 3 of us were supposed to meet for lunch first. I was supposed to be meeting up with some guys from the bike forum, but the sgbikes forum had been down for severals days and to no avail... I guess it was unanimously called off.

Upon reaching the Big Boyz Toyz exhibition, I looked around for the bikers, but none had seem to turn up. The first booth upon entering the hall was Mah Motor's fleet of exotic motorcycles...


The 2.3 litre Triumph Rocket cruiser... Overwhelming...


Only up to 220km/h? For a 2300 CC bike?


Some Triumph bike again... Which I couldn't remember the model...


Its instrument panel. Looks very decent.


As I walked further in, I saw the MV Agusta F4 1000. Classified as a high-end superbike, but dulls in comparison to the Jap bikes. The only reason why it was such a head turner is because of its exclusivity and exhorbitant cost, nothing really special.


Together with the critic-praised Triumph Daytona, a 630+ CC bike if I'm not wrong. Well received for its low end driveability and track flickability. Definitely exotic as I've yet to see one on the road.


The bike that Shiwei loved. One of the best designed bikes for the 2B class. Not for its price though.

To the right side of the Mah Motor's booth, was a display of AutoBahn's fleet of exotic cars...


Took a few pictures of different exotic cars, only to find the Rolls Royce slightly better looking.


And ofcourse the Ferrari Modena. The models screwed up the Porsche photos, so I didn't upload them. :P


The engine bay of a 1970 MG.

Came across Swee Lee. Total disappointment. Most of them were guitars, and only a Ludwig drumset, with awful sounding cymbals.

And a super expensive guitar.



And a Joe Satriani amp with top rack.

Walking around... Saw more and more cars and nothing but cars... And some boats, which I didn't bother to take pictures of.


An Evo with lots of vinyl displayed on the Hot Stuff booth.


Came this booth where I saw a Daihatsu Copen. Classified as a K-car in Japan. Probably the 1st time I've seen this in Singapore, or is the 2nd...? I like convertible automation. Reminds me of the new MX-5 :)

There was this booth which was promoting the D1 Grand Prix held in Malaysia, originally based in Japan. Lotsa drift cars.

The Malaysian D1 car, Nissan 240SX I think.


The Skyline with retractable headlights.

As we rounded up the whole place and contemplating whether to proceed to the restricted areas which required us to pay, we chose to head off to the Sitex beside the Big Boyz Toyz exhibition... Pretty boring. No pictures. We headed off to Bugis as Weikang went seperate ways to meet up with a friend.

Just as we were about to leave... I saw this 06 CBR1000 with MotoGP styled Arrow dual exhausts, with carbon fibre clutch protector.

Nice. Better than those on display. LoL.


On the way to Bugis, ECP.

Okay, I'm not holding back on this one. Some noob parked his fat Mercs on a whole stretch of Motorcycle lots in Bugis carpark.


Hah... WTH. Mercs big fuck?

After having dinner in the Burger King, we headed back to Bugis Junction. While in Bugis Junction, something really caught my attention from far...

Wao... To my surprise... It's made of crystals and diamonds!


Check this out!


The close up for you. The star on top of the christmas tree is covered with diamonds!! Stun it and I will be rich! Haha!

Got damn tired and headed back home.

Monday, July 10, 2006

The Photographer, The Clutch and Me

Event dated 30th June, 2006

Usual procedures. White card, passport, leathers, boots, gloves, helmet and ringgit. Supposed to meet up with Alex but it was already half an hour past 8. There was still no news of him, I wonder if he was just gonna turn up, not that the endless ring tone reverberating from the other side of the line was helping in any way. I could just leave for Malaysia first and probably meet up with him over the other side of the causeway, but I needed to confirm whether I had to bring an extra jacket for him due to the safety regulations.

Just as I was about to leave the house, Alex called. He told me that he screwed up the booking out and was still stucked in camp. Great. I set off to the customs on my own not wanting to mess up the scheduled time for Remie.

As I paid for the 1 hour session at Johor Circuit, came a couple of Aprilia riders. They looked like well accomplished professionals judging from their Dainese and some renowned suits. It didn't take long for Remie to arrive, we discussed a couple of details before burning some tyres. He was going to station himself on the last turn to take a couple of laps before moving on to other locations. And so I went.


The last turn which was a right angled corner in PG, constitutes of a very straightforward trajectory. It was my favourite corner as the turn was pretty much a "what you see is what you get" corner, compared to the more tricky ones like turn 3 and 5.

Not long after I completed my 5th lap on the 1st straight, my clutch got stucked to its engage position. I had a handful and grabbed the lever forcefully. The clutch cable snapped. I was thinking to myself that I'm done for it this time. Luckily, I still made my way through back to the pits by roughing through the gearbox without the clutch.


Sian... That was it... Remie came to me trying to find out what happened. There went my shots, only available for the last turn.


In a desperate attempt to find out what went wrong, I had to remove the whole fairing to hook the cable back up. So at least I could go home.

After a half hour struggle, only to realise that the clutch cable hook resided within the sprocket housing. Crap. I rode back to SG having to kill the ignition on every junction cause there wasn't any way to slip the clutch on moving off...

Last turn with some photoshop effects.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

The Track Session

Event dated 8th June, 2006

This is the 2nd time I'm taking this Katana to track... And as expected... The camera was quite useless at the track, because who would be interested to take photos for you??? Oh well... That aside. It was pretty early this time as I was supposed to meet up with James from the forum. Set my alarm at 7.30, but flashes of track excitement just keeps my adrenaline pumping to my brain even at rest... Kept waking up in the middle of the night thinking that it's time to move.. Crap.

After chucking in my passport and waterbottle, I secured my leathers to the seat and went to Woodlands centre to get some ringgit changed. The weather spells trouble for a track session, dark clouds were gathering at the skies, just hope it doesn't rain over at Pasir Gudang.

8.30 am, I waited for James at the white house over at the Malaysian customs. To kill some time, I took some pictures...


Singapore Customs... Fortress-like

Somehow the Singapore customs looks very intimidating from the Malaysian side... Like Alcatraz... Oh my.


Oooh... Finally at Johor Circuit, Pasir Gudang.

(Shall leave the track details out, fast forward to >>>)

It almost rained during the session, but good gracious heaven allowed us to complete the session.


Pasir Gudang, Johor Circuit's Grand Stand... No idea who was that in the pic though

The Pilot Sport tyres were great. Very consistent throughout the 10+ laps, though I had to pit in due to physical fatigue and brake fades. Looks like I really gotta do something about the brake hose and pads, freaking easy to fade, oh well... My bike isn't a pure sports anyway, the heavy chassis has taken a toll on both the tyres and brakes...At least the tyres were holding up well, compared to the previous PXXXXXX Sport DXXXX tyres I was using: Totally cannot make it, sliding and chattering everywhere. I could trail brake and open the throttle abruptly in the middle of the corners and the Michelins are still holding up nicely, fantastic tyres.


The Michelin Pilot Sport after the 1 hour session... Nicely scrubbed

The down pour came during our trip back. We took the 2nd link to avoid the afternoon traffic at Woodlands Causeway. The Ducatis who were leading us were damn fast! So dangerous and scary! All veterans do that? Anyway one of the Ducati guys lightly hit an abrupt turning Proton in the carpark to Gelang Petah petrol station, glad he's fine and didn't lose his balance.

Home sweet home... Time to clean up the suit.


My Dainese K series... :)

This is really hard on the wallet.. Just a few laps and the newly acquired knee sliders are imprinted deep... Oh my! My prized possession aka pride booster... Heh.


NICE!

It won't be soon till my next session. Every time after a track session my head would ache like crap... Oh well. Good revelation in a sense that actually my cornering skills aren't that bad! Haha... I'm there more to scrape my knees than to achieve a good timing, so I'm not really too bothered about lap times and braking points and all. Just be safe, take your craving for speed on the track. Ride safe people! :)

The Katana

"Katana?? Huh? What Katana? Ooh.. The new cub introduced by Suzuki is it... 125 cc right?", "Katana, the flip up head light one is it? Retro man!", "The sword..?"

It's the Suzuki K1 GSX 750 F, Katana. I'm not surprised that not alot of people know about this bike, because even I myself have not seen this bike alot of times. At most 3 times on the road including my own. The weak popularity is understandable; less power compared to the pure breed sport bikes, heavy chassis, and less-slick appearance.



Performance wise, I'm happy. The Katana has always been put in competition with the well-known Honda VFR series in the western countries, and since VFR came out with the 800 cc versions, I realise it didn't seem to outperform the katana alot. And ofcourse, the Katana doesn't have the fuel saving feature like VTEC, neither a fuel-injection system, definitely incomparable interms of looks, design and cosmetic aspects. But I guess I have to be contented with an old bike. In comparison, the torque comes in much earlier than the VFR and without the sudden dipping of the VTEC effect. The Katana also has a 4-way adjustable front rebound, fully adjustable rear compression and preload, 4 way rebound compression, that just consoles me abit for having a not-so-good-looking bike. Haha...

Friday, March 24, 2006

Our Road Education

Excerpt from SPF website:
"motorcyclists are one of the more vulnerable groups of road users; all other motorists, and the motorcyclists themselves, should be aware of that and be more cautious. "

It just sounds as if, "Hey you bikers, please look out for other road users man!". Despite the futile effort in adding in the 'all other motorists' , it's so crudely obvious.

Sometimes, an accident happening on a vulnerable road user can be instigated by the less-vulnerable party. Despite all efforts in the vulnerable party maintaining high awareness and executing preventive measures on the road, accidents still befall them. For instance, a car dashing out of a T-junction carelessly despite the oncoming motorcycle. Or a driver recklessly overtakes a cyclist for occupying the left lane or even a motorcyclist travelling on the right lane. This is more often than not, a depict of the more-protected road users showing inconsideration to their vulnerable counterparts.

At times, I cannot help but to think that there is an incorrect emphasis of road education. The authorities often mention that the vulnerable should take up more awareness of road safety. But, shouldn't the self-perceived tank pilots excercise caution and concern for the less-protected, though the latter paid lesser tax for the sacrifice of sheltered luxury? Hey, we're talking about respect for lives here!

Though I do not deny the call for awareness in the more-vulnerable, but I believe the more-protected has a priority to play in road safety as well. If the brits can have advertisement tags like "Think! Lookout for bikes!". Why can't we have something similar? Besides, this is not an initiation due solely to the excerpt above, I've seen more callous remarks from the media. I think we really need a new focal point in road safety education.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Project Wave!


Master tuner Andy rejetting the intake for the bike...


Keep trying, Kang getting alittle impatient...


Kang decided to pose for the camera to kill time...


Wala! Weikang in action! Burn out!

26 horsepower Wave S 125 with modified exhaust, Mikuni carbs, bore piston blocks and increased valve clearance. Had to slant the bike to slip the rear, front brake is too weak!

Friday, October 28, 2005

Tonsillectomy

You know, couple of days ago, I just had an operation. Tonsillectomy.

Basically it's a surgical operation to remove this 2 pieces of flesh on the throat beside the Uvula called the Tonsils. Till today, I still don't understand what made me so determined at that point of time to remove these 2 poor tonsils. I regret.

It's 5:53 am now. 4th day after the op. I got startled by the pain so much that I couldn't sleep. I popped 2 of these codeine paracetamols which was prescribed to me as painkillers. To be frank, they rock. But they wouldn't rock if the post-op effects were drastic. Fuck the op. I thoroughly regret it.

Tonsils are basically flesh on your throat which constitutes part of our human immune system. Its function is to... I think block of foreign objects/germs or whatsoever consumed throughout the mouth. However, it's the main cause of sore throat, infection or whatsoever crap which you call it Tonsillitis. Well, here and then you might get sore throats here and your doctor tells you tonsils are swelling, that's it.

WELL FUCK THE TONSILLITIS. I rather have tonsillitis and sore throats once a month than fucking take them off. Because of this fucking op, I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't talk. Well? I lost fucking 4kgs since the op, an average of 1 kg a day. Well? FUCK THE WEIGHT LOSS, I'm HUNGRY!!!