Last weekend I was riding on a road that not too many people know (good thing). It's in northeast NC (about 20 minutes from my house in VA), and it's over 2+ miles long and straight as an arrow with no intersections. Runs through the swamp so trees on one side but open to swamp water on the other. Great place to take the Busa all the way up and I have had her to a GPS 170+ mph there a couple times (that's top speed when you are fat). I usually run it early before there is any traffic, about 5:30 - 6 am. Got there last weekend at 6:10 or so. I was already headed in the direction with the water on the side so I decided to go straight into a run. 60, 90, 140, 150, 155, seems stuck at this speed, suddenly silence and speedo swings right up to 176 (really GPS 168). I love that feeling when you get into the bubble and the bike zips up to top speed. Start slowing down and then suddenly I'm standing up on the bike and the front wheel is airborne at 160+!. Well I was once told that unless you are laid over and the rear wheel is sliding, keep the power on and let the bike straighten things out - which I did. When bike came down there was a wobble but she straightened up and flew right. Man what a shock! There is nothing like a wind blast at 160 mph, I was lucky I held onto the bike. After a calm down break I rode back and realized there was a huge new dip in the road there. I don't think I saw it because of the early morning shadows and excessive speed. I probably went airborne, that explains the bike just falling away under me. I usually ride the road slow in one direction then run it on the way back just to check for obstacles, animals, etc. Getting lazy can get you killed! Guess I had my falcon angels riding with me that day. But as I always say: "if you're going to do stupid things be smart about it!"
