Being a 150, too little power for me. Am into bikes, but not small ones. But this one’s a lil different. When ur off-road, a light bike’s more flexible and maneuverable.

With my buddy for d weekend

The review‘s for The Star. Since none of their writers ride, i get to do it. Suits me just fine of course.

A pit-stop

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Riverside campsite

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A shotgun shell. This one says '9', meaning 9 pellets are fired out. Most likely to hunt boar. And tresspassers

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The stop for the night was kinda middle of nowhere. Traversed lots of dirt roads to get there.

Make sure u have an invitation tho – coz if u dont, it’s graphically elaborated below -

Prosecuted my ass. More like "Tresppassers will have their heads blown clean off by a fucking large shotgun behind d neck."

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Our pad

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Bridge?? Watdat?

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Next morning, we had to take a hill. Bad scene. The wet ground was slippery as shit. Tyres were spinning, bikes were dancing and dirt was flyin. I went into full throttle, but the rear wheel just spun and we got nowhere, ‘cept side-to-side, like a fish tail.

The horse finally kinda threw me off. The bike’s rear was dancin n goin sideways so i let it fall.

Encountered foggy conditions

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The campsite HQ

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BBQ goin on. They shd have cooked this bastard too. I fuckin hate geese

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Chocolaty conditions

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Headin into an Orang Asal village

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Takin a break from the dirt at a fuckin high waterfall, highest in d state

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Expected the weekend to be more hardcore, so was a lil disappointed coz i didnt crash into some mud pit or sumtin, cept for the minor fall of the bike. Did ride straight into a bamboo grove tho when i took my eyes off d trail for one second. Haha!

Maybe next time.

D next ride i plan to trash. Luv it. This gorjes babe's a 600. Goin for 30k

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Brain damage: Reversed due to fresh air