#Honda Tact

[axesent]

[arcadebroke]

[seat-safety-switch]

Ol’ A.J. Foyt wasn’t done with me, no sir. After his ghost(?) compelled me to the land of the rising sun with the promise of high-revving economy shitbox engines, I still had to win the approval of the locals. Like any other group of like-minded individuals, the loop racers had a hierarchy. Those who went fast, very often, were at the top. Those who chickened out, the bottom.

When I pulled up to the parking area, a bunch of the racers were hanging out next to their shitboxes. I recognized virtually every word they said, being as it was a series of complicated jokes about what ridiculous engine swap they wanted to attempt first. Then, they saw me, and clammed up. It might be because I had neglected to bring a suitcase with me while stowing away on the Boeing Dreamliner that whisked me to Japan, and was now standing before them wearing race car pajamas, a five ‘o’ clock shadow, and a mysterious base-model Civic that appeared to be permanently leaning to one side.

While I had no functional spoken Japanese other than the several thousand words I had learned while cold-calling Fukushima numbers in the phone book asking for Honda Tact parts, that didn’t stop me. Most of those words, as you would expect, were actually angry housewives and bar owners getting mad at me for phoning them at three in the morning just to ask them if they still had a Showa-era motorcycle clogging up their parking pad. They could still be hammered into shape, and in a furious oratorical volley punctuated by lengthy stories of my past exploits fleeing the decadent Western imperialist police back home, I let that magical compound invective fly.

A few of them looked at me in confusion. Eventually, one of the racers stepped out of the group and asked me to leave. I showed him a photograph of my car back home, a billion-mile 1978 Plymouth Volare whose structural integrity is, at best, implied. His eyes went wide, and after some discussion, they decided that they could let “the crazy asshole” race with them. Foyt’s spectre was pleased when I got back to the car. He was stretched out on the floor of the car, where the passenger seat used to sit. I had thrown that seat away on the way to the parking area, as discarding unnecessary weight is the first instinct of any true racer.

We pulled out of the parking area together, a high-revving mob drunk on single-slammer economy car violence. I had found my people, and hopefully some of them would use their turn signals, because I had no idea how to read any of these fucking highway signs.

[nobbykun]

Artist - バナナラマ (Bananarama) Song - ハート･ワクワク (He's Got Tact) Release Date - October 1982

Song for the Honda scooter "New Tact" commercial

Listen 🎶

https://rumble.com/v4xnvcl-bananarama-hes-got-tact.html

My blog: Showa Music Library https://nobbykun.tumblr.com/

[quasifoto]

-Conrad's Honda Tact

[pixelatedquarter]

Patrick's Neighbor being very tactful about this whole Fall Out Boy thing

Fall Out Boy Interview at the KROQ Helpful Honda Sound Space (July 3rd, '23) from KROQ on youtube (x)

[the-merc-from-ror2]

Ha that was my AFTER IMAGE

*I stand atop a Honda accord with both ankle very much in tact*

@hired-blade

Let us get started.

Its time to d-d-d-d-duel!!!

*draws out a deck of yu-gi-oh cards*

[apartment315]

[jdmcarotaku]

Bad Boys

クレタク

[murumokirby360]

The Bizarre Japanese Scooter Gang You Never Knew Existed | Bumper 2 Bumper

[sunshineonthe]

[axesent]

AF09 TACT (Aero50 in US / Vision in UK) ホンダ　スーパータクト https://www.youtube.com/kanseigazou www.axesent.com https://www.flickr.com/photos/kanseigazou/ https://www.facebook.com/axesentcreations https://www.instagram.com/axesent

[bakkermotorszaandam]

Honda CR80R 2000 Crosser (zonder kenteken) | CR 80 R

Bakker Motors Zaandam

[asht0nwilliams]

[retroquarter]

Tact

[zerorz]

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