jkbernstein

My Mamba arrived last week (less than 2 weeks after placing the order, by the way), and I love it. Good fit, very comfortable. It feels snug and secure on my head, but there's still enough room to comfortably wear my shades. The opening mechanism takes a little getting used to, but once you get it, it's a piece of cake. The big selling point of the Mamba for me was the fact that, unlike most helmets, which come in one size with different amounts of padding, Boneheads have different size shells available. I have a tiny little head; everything else was too big, even with padding. Regardless of what size head you have, the shell options make for a much better fit. Plus, there's the whole "Therma-fit" lining thing, which does seem to make the lining conform to your head quite well. I would definitely recommend checking out a Mamba. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

I calls 'em like I sees 'em. I can deal with blood, but it was ASS blood (according to everything I heard, that's where it was comin' out of). There is no way I'm sharing that intimate a body fluid with someone I've never met. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

...And that is my opinion from the blue, blue sky. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

I dunno. If the ears were freakishly large enough, you could pin them to your ankles and use 'em as a wingsuit. Ooooh, entertaining image... but I'm thinkin' that if you had to cut away, it'd suck. Now I've got a song from... was it Sesame Street? Electric Company? Zoom? One of those - anyway, it's stuck in my head: "Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie 'em in a knot; tie 'em in a bow? Throw 'em over your shoulder like a continental soldier? (editorial note: not really sure what that means) Do your ears hang low?" It's an annoyingly catchy little ditty. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

To get back to your hijacked thread: Miami may have gotten your legs, but you got my torso! I'm 5'3", and I have a 31" inseam, too. I forget exactly what my Z measurement (notch at base of throat, all the way around to back of neck) was, but it was so short that Tony Suits called the person who took my measurements to say that they couldn't possibly be right. According to him, when he assured them that it was, the reply was, "She's a freak!" A cyclist friend of mine, when measuring me for a bike, told me that I have the longest femurs he's ever seen. I decided to take it as a compliment. I brought a lurker out of hiding! Welcome! In any case, sounds like you, Miami and I should get together and swap until we're all normal! Then again, lady with long legs... mmmmm Thank you! And thanks for the inspiration to join the conversation; it just took an interesting enough subject... and the need to kill time while my laundry dries. Yeah, I figure if I'm gonna be a freak, better to have excessively long gams than, oh, freakishly large ears. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

8 years old - walking down railroad tracks with my best friend, lost in conversation. When we finally noticed the train coming up behind us (the horn alone coulda knocked us over) it was less than 20 ft away 13 years old - fell headfirst out of a tree, about 30' down to rock slab. Landed on my outstretched arms, then my face; my legs went backwards over my head. I have no idea why my neck wasn't broken starting at 31 years old - purposely flung myself out of an airplane on 160 different occasions. Saved my own life every time. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...

To get back to your hijacked thread: Miami may have gotten your legs, but you got my torso! I'm 5'3", and I have a 31" inseam, too. I forget exactly what my Z measurement (notch at base of throat, all the way around to back of neck) was, but it was so short that Tony Suits called the person who took my measurements to say that they couldn't possibly be right. According to him, when he assured them that it was, the reply was, "She's a freak!" A cyclist friend of mine, when measuring me for a bike, told me that I have the longest femurs he's ever seen. I decided to take it as a compliment. May the (relative) wind take your troubles away...