that would be me...heading home from work tonight...I-95....clogged with coming home from work traffic...I'm jus mosying home at a respectable 90..R1 rider quickly pulls up next to me...we glance over at each other and "it's on"...but he was already a step ahead of me as I ihear his bike instantly doing the redline howl as I simultaneously watched him slightly pulling me realizing this guy musta knocked it down to 3rd/4th before we banged heads...the good news is...I was just rolling on in 6th and he was "Barely" pulling me...there was a break in the traffic but we ate up that "Hole" during the 15-20 second long event..again we got side by side and I figured cool..we'll just ride together...but glory boy did it again..playing checkers with the cages in the mid triple digits...and that's where I drew the line..fug that....and 10 years ago I'd of felt like a punk...but today?..I think...well?..I made it home...not to sure about glory boy though...but it sure felt weird gett'in diced on my busa by a dude on an R1 in shorts.
L8R, Bill
L8R, Bill