|At the night of December 27, 2003,
Our Staff Mr. N injured seriously by the traffic accident just like a suicide
bombing at the speed over ???Km/h, on his way back home from our company.
And after the hospitalization of several months, after wandering the life-or-death
border, thnaks to vitality like a Teminator, finally "he's back"!!
|Regarding to his bike GSX-R1100W,
"No more than a garbage, totally scrapped !! "
Heartless guy Mr. T said cruelly.
She(GSX-R) was laying down at the corner of the factory just as a garbage
almost half a year after that.
|"Fix me, treat me...., repair me....,or at least touch me...."
One mid-night in July , 2004, while our staff Mr. A was working in the
"Am I useless...? no more than a garbage..??"
Mr. A heard a wisper from no where.
He turned his head back and dropped his sight to the corner of the factory.
And there was....,
"Uh, cry-cry-crying..Ah, Uh"
There was crying GSX-R who had turned into tragic steel scrap, with her
Big-Bird's eyes in red.
|"Mr. N has finally survived, and also you'll be..."
Mr.A who has honest mind was wiping the tears on her cracked head-lights,
and said he.
"I swear I'll make you up better than before and change this tragedy
into the highest happiness of yours"
|In such a situation, let me bebin to tell you our restoring project of
GSX-R that you never be able to stop tears in your eyes.