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Discussion in 'The Perfect Line and Other Riding Myths' started by Riteris, Jul 28, 2014.
Really disappointing. I thought there would be tits.
A spring break story without boobs is a FAIL!
I was thinking the same thing about high-fiving each other over someone else's behaviour. To be fair, I'm not a citizen of the US, I'm English, so maybe it's a cultural difference?
Spring Break in Florida is a whole culture unto itself.
I'm sorry, you say you were doing 8-10 over in the twisties, twisties that you apprently had to take a super slab highway to get to and "enjoy", and that a group of 30 HD riders actually *passed* you, and then caught up with you after you passed them? :huh
Next time do 15-20 over. Scheez, when you ride like a granny, you make us all look bad. And really, who doesn't cross double yellow lines when sight lines are good and there's no oncoming traffic, and a rider doing 8-10 over is in front of us? :huh I do that maybe 20 times a week. Totally normal MC riding survival skills, because inevitably, you're going to have some idiot tailgating your 6. Best to move on swifty as possible, double yellows be damned.
Best Story ever.
I was riding home on the BRP a few months ago. Beautiful day spring day, road is clear. I rounded a corner and got stuck behind the invariable hog parade. 4 Harleys, radios blaring, wives on the back in tanktops, pointing and looking around, doing about 17-20 mph in 35.
It became immediately clear why they do not wear any helmets and /or protection in that particular bike culture - that being when you ride so F'n slow the likelihood of ever being injured from falling off is extremely remote.
Pretty sure I was going faster than that in the driveway when I dropped my bike the other day. Can confirm safety gear not needed.
+1003.. if I pass a group that large, unless I stop to get fuel within 20 minutes of it. They're not catching me...
The OP should be ashamed of herself, and I wouldn't have posted this story..
You forgot the lawyer/bikers, they're always looking for anyone not conforming to the law.
I have to say, in the context of that event, knowing my bike can easily pull off a quick pass (no passing zones are designed based on what normal vehicles can do/can't do), I'd probably have done the same thing.
Love these stories.
Our hero is riding along minding his own business when he comes across a rolling roadblock of lawyers and dentists on overly loud Harleys. As our hero tries to pass he is , blocked, ridiculed, fired on by cannons. Using superior riding skills and his brilliant machine he gets past. Bravo.
The trouble comes when our hero is forced to stop by, traffic, a light, fuel or some other calamity beyond his control, and this is where I usually call bullshit.
Some how the roadblock has caught our young Rossi and someone in the group, usually the leader makes a comment. Our hero has a witty retort or a sad shake of his fully helmeted head and rides off into the internet, leaving the dental lawyer either chastened or sadly unaware of how bad he looks.
Give it up.