1. Some wannabe gangbanger pulled up next to me at a light. His car was a pimped-up cadillac. (gag) The SV didn't have a lot of engine hanging out, so he thought he could take me. This was a stoplight on a 55 mph road. Needless to say, it was over before we crossed the intersection. I missed a shift, (was still learning the bike at that time) and still smoked him badly.
2. At the same intersection at a later date, a mid-30s lawyer-looking guy pulled up next to me in his Mercedes 500SL. (Probably an $85,000 car with a 5 liter V8) I didn't miss a shift this time, and smoked him badly. (he WAS trying too, hehehe)
3. Different intersection (Rt. 120 and Rt. 12, for you Northern Illinoisans) My girlfriend at the time was my passenger. A Camaro-mullet pulled up next to me in a souped up Camaro. (late 90s vintage) My poor SV made only about 65 hp and was loaded with 270 lb. of dead weight. (us) It was an even-up drag race up to about 85 mph, where I backed off. (The speed limit was 45 and I couldn't afford another ticket, hehehe)
4. My buddy owns a 1985 V65 Magna. Some moron on a Hardly with the head rag/sunglasses/chaps combo pulls up next to him, and sneers out: "Shouldda bought a Harley" (obviously thinking that he bought the Magna trying to look like a Harley or something.) Hardly guy apparently didn't know that he was badly outclassed by this nearly 20 year-old $2500 bike. It makes about 121 hp and a goodly amount of torque. The Hardly makes something like 50? Needless to say, THAT one was over before the intersection passed too. At the next light, my buddy wouldn't even look at him. He had proved his point and Mr. Tough Guy had eaten his crow for the day.
(sorry, that last one wasn't about a cager)
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