Last night I took my car out, I was alone and just felt like a cruise. Anyway, I usually never provoke a street race, but this time I did, as it was always a dream for me to run a bike, and not just any old bike, a Suzuki Hyabusa (spelling?)
I'm sure you guys know what this beast is, if you dont, I think it is a 1300cc 4 cylinder and is the fastest road bike it the world, quarter mile in 11 flat and a top speed of 320+km/h (approx 200mph)
Anyway, I saw him on the freeway, and came next to him and tried to gee him up by reving my engine and all that. Anyway, he popped his wheel up and held it for a while (must know how to drive) then I knew it was on.
To cut an already long story short, he was absolutely, and I mean ABSOLUTELY stunned when he realized that we were neck and neck, with me eventually pulling on him once I hit 6000rpm and up (about 2 car lengths) at about 240km/h. After that he would blow me because of gearing. He was a really nice guy as we pulled over and talked for ages. He begged me to take him for a ride, and when he stepped out after the ride, he said "wanna swap".
I was a happy man that night