Chatterbox


I wadt oo go to he door fun the rest pipe
WHAT?
I said I want to go to rvvvvvvvvvvvmmmm
Hey!   Shut that damn bike up!   We're trying to talk!
Now what did you say?
Do what today?
NEVERMIND!  The light is green. Vrrrrrrrmmmm!


ChatterboxOh yeah, you need a Chatterbox.   How many times have you rushed to the red light so that you could spit out a few words to the rider next to you only to have your helmet muffle your words into psychobabble.   Even if you yell, the guy who just took the baffles out of his new V&H pipe will pull up behind you and rev it up to announce his arrival.   If you do manage to convey your intentions, the other 5 guys behind you have no clue you just changed the plans from long straight-aways to tight 25 mph (take 'em at 60 mph) twisties to include the gas station 25 feet from the stop light on the right.

Damn!   Where are they going now?

Almost all of us have found ways around such confusion (and possible crashes).   We use the Chatterbox FRS.   These babies have a 2 mile range with crystal-clear communications up to 110 mph (depending on helmet)!

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