Since I married the preacher’s daughter I spend a lot of Sunday mornings going to church and today was no exception. I always say a little prayer for safe riding while I’m there
Anyhow, this afternoon I’m just sitting around and my wife doesn’t have any honey dews for me so I decide to go for a ride! I do my normal - be fairly slow until you get outta town – which is tough for me because it’s about 25 miles to my favorite road. I get there, turn the corner and go for it like the 4000 mile (mostly work commuting) Busa riding expert that I am. 6th gear is my friend and I am eating up this road like never before - for about 15 minutes then I come up on a line of three cars going up a long hill. I figure I’ll pick a couple off, pull in, slow down before the hillcrest. Well I fly past the first two and decide I can’t get he last one before I get to the top of the hill so I pull in behind the last one. Ummmm, he doesn’t seem to be moving at ALL….. Hit brakes – ummm, that’s not going to help…. Check other lane ummm, car coming over hill now…. Check dash for my ejector button and PRAY my parachute is packed right. Nope haven’t installed that mod yet. Whelp as they say in poker, I’ve only got one out and I pray for an ace of hearts on the river. I check the speedo one last time to see if I’m going to DIE or just be horribly crippled for the rest of my life. ONE HUNDERD TWENTY as I pull the Busa into the grass to the right of the car that must be almost stopped ready to pull off to take a pee or something…. Steady, steady, little wobble (NO BRAKES AND STAY ON THE GAS), little wobble, pass car…. Ease back onto road……. WOW I’M STILL ALIVE. Downshift; go go go my heart is still pounding…. Should I pull over and check my shorts??? I think I’ll take it a little slower for a few miles
Anyhow, this afternoon I’m just sitting around and my wife doesn’t have any honey dews for me so I decide to go for a ride! I do my normal - be fairly slow until you get outta town – which is tough for me because it’s about 25 miles to my favorite road. I get there, turn the corner and go for it like the 4000 mile (mostly work commuting) Busa riding expert that I am. 6th gear is my friend and I am eating up this road like never before - for about 15 minutes then I come up on a line of three cars going up a long hill. I figure I’ll pick a couple off, pull in, slow down before the hillcrest. Well I fly past the first two and decide I can’t get he last one before I get to the top of the hill so I pull in behind the last one. Ummmm, he doesn’t seem to be moving at ALL….. Hit brakes – ummm, that’s not going to help…. Check other lane ummm, car coming over hill now…. Check dash for my ejector button and PRAY my parachute is packed right. Nope haven’t installed that mod yet. Whelp as they say in poker, I’ve only got one out and I pray for an ace of hearts on the river. I check the speedo one last time to see if I’m going to DIE or just be horribly crippled for the rest of my life. ONE HUNDERD TWENTY as I pull the Busa into the grass to the right of the car that must be almost stopped ready to pull off to take a pee or something…. Steady, steady, little wobble (NO BRAKES AND STAY ON THE GAS), little wobble, pass car…. Ease back onto road……. WOW I’M STILL ALIVE. Downshift; go go go my heart is still pounding…. Should I pull over and check my shorts??? I think I’ll take it a little slower for a few miles
