Ok so I've got my first high speed/comic relief/ sad story to tell....skip to the last paragraph for the technical part if you aren't interested in the story... (and BTW, both me and the bike are just fine. no gnarly wrecks to report or anything, thank God)
I've had my '03 'busa for almost 2 weeks now. I love it. I have totally respected the break-in guidelines (5krpms to 500 miles, 8krpms to 1000 miles) Without thinking too hard, I believe I've had about 10 different bikes from my first Honda CM450E to a then-four year old (1988) Honda Interceptor 750, a Yamaha FZR600, etc., etc. I am 29 years old, and an experienced and generally conservative rider, so please don't reply with "Man, you shouldn't have been going that fast that soon!" etc.
'cause I know. Anyway...
I went for a ride today on Skyline drive. I obeyed the speed limit, within reason, for the entire 40-50mile trip from Rt. 33 to Wanesboro. (probably spent a total of <30 sec. @ 15mph over the 35mph speed limit) My intent was to relax after a long work week. Instead this gave me time to think about my cousin, just 5 months older than me (with 2 small kids and a wife) who was just diagnosed with really serious mouth cancer and a thyroid disorder. Tough time for him and our family. So I get on I64 for the 30mile run headed home and I get behind a car in the left lane running 60mph or so right next to another in the right lane running 59.9mph (speed linit is 65mph) for what turned out to be about a 3 mile passing maneuver. During that 3 miles I rolled 1000 total miles on my bike. I'm thinking about my cousin. F*#@ it, when Mr. left lane got out of the way I dropped her down to third and went through the gears. Pegged it at 185. (The road was clear and straight, BTW) Rolled past a trooper at an interchange. Started thinking about the police helicopters that patrol the area. Took an exit ramp 10 miles from home but near my parents onto country roads that I know like the back of my hand and that I knew had good tree cover and lots of outlets. Opened her up again on a straight away with a hump in the beginning that brought the front end up a foot in 3rd gear. Got to the main roads to my house. Calmed down, did some head shaking, grinning, etc. Got to my house and headed for the front porch where I keep my bike (building a garage this summer) and Guess what? After all that high speed running and inherent danger to me and my ride, I pull accross the walkway in my front yard at too shallow of an angle, the back tire pops back down, my foot slips on the wet grass, and i drop my bike on the edge of the concrete. More head shaking, no grinning, cursing.
My questions: I had the speedo pegged for about 10 sec. I never felt the throttle go limp as I had expected. I still felt like it was accelerating. When I rolled the throttle back the bike declerated, of course, but the speedo didn't start going down for several more seconds. Is it possible that without the post stopping it the speedo would have indicated more than 186mph? Isn't the TR linked to the speedo? Since I have no plans to try this again in the near future, Can you guys tell me how fast I was actually going?
Thanks, and sorry for the long post.
I've had my '03 'busa for almost 2 weeks now. I love it. I have totally respected the break-in guidelines (5krpms to 500 miles, 8krpms to 1000 miles) Without thinking too hard, I believe I've had about 10 different bikes from my first Honda CM450E to a then-four year old (1988) Honda Interceptor 750, a Yamaha FZR600, etc., etc. I am 29 years old, and an experienced and generally conservative rider, so please don't reply with "Man, you shouldn't have been going that fast that soon!" etc.
I went for a ride today on Skyline drive. I obeyed the speed limit, within reason, for the entire 40-50mile trip from Rt. 33 to Wanesboro. (probably spent a total of <30 sec. @ 15mph over the 35mph speed limit) My intent was to relax after a long work week. Instead this gave me time to think about my cousin, just 5 months older than me (with 2 small kids and a wife) who was just diagnosed with really serious mouth cancer and a thyroid disorder. Tough time for him and our family. So I get on I64 for the 30mile run headed home and I get behind a car in the left lane running 60mph or so right next to another in the right lane running 59.9mph (speed linit is 65mph) for what turned out to be about a 3 mile passing maneuver. During that 3 miles I rolled 1000 total miles on my bike. I'm thinking about my cousin. F*#@ it, when Mr. left lane got out of the way I dropped her down to third and went through the gears. Pegged it at 185. (The road was clear and straight, BTW) Rolled past a trooper at an interchange. Started thinking about the police helicopters that patrol the area. Took an exit ramp 10 miles from home but near my parents onto country roads that I know like the back of my hand and that I knew had good tree cover and lots of outlets. Opened her up again on a straight away with a hump in the beginning that brought the front end up a foot in 3rd gear. Got to the main roads to my house. Calmed down, did some head shaking, grinning, etc. Got to my house and headed for the front porch where I keep my bike (building a garage this summer) and Guess what? After all that high speed running and inherent danger to me and my ride, I pull accross the walkway in my front yard at too shallow of an angle, the back tire pops back down, my foot slips on the wet grass, and i drop my bike on the edge of the concrete. More head shaking, no grinning, cursing.
My questions: I had the speedo pegged for about 10 sec. I never felt the throttle go limp as I had expected. I still felt like it was accelerating. When I rolled the throttle back the bike declerated, of course, but the speedo didn't start going down for several more seconds. Is it possible that without the post stopping it the speedo would have indicated more than 186mph? Isn't the TR linked to the speedo? Since I have no plans to try this again in the near future, Can you guys tell me how fast I was actually going?
Thanks, and sorry for the long post.