This happened today during my ride. Light just turned red and I stopped. Harley guy rolls up beside me. We had some words.
Harley Guy: Is that one of them fast bikes.
Me: Made a motion with my hand that indicated a small distance between my thumb and first finger. Just a bit.
Harley Guy: Kawi makes one faster.
Me: I haven't figured out how to use all of this one on the street.
Harley Guy: That Kawi makes about 100 more HP than your bike.
Me: Don't think so.
Harley Guy: Yep, and your bike gets blown around by the wind more than mine....he pats his bagger fairing'd up bike.
Me: Ok
Lights green...I'm gone.
These people ride among us. That's the scary part.
Harley Guy: Is that one of them fast bikes.
Me: Made a motion with my hand that indicated a small distance between my thumb and first finger. Just a bit.
Harley Guy: Kawi makes one faster.
Me: I haven't figured out how to use all of this one on the street.
Harley Guy: That Kawi makes about 100 more HP than your bike.
Me: Don't think so.
Harley Guy: Yep, and your bike gets blown around by the wind more than mine....he pats his bagger fairing'd up bike.
Me: Ok
Lights green...I'm gone.
These people ride among us. That's the scary part.