I was on the freeway on my way home from work the other day, and I see this dude on a bike weaving around behind, finally coming right up on my ass. Traffic was pretty bad at that point, but I knew in about a mile it really opens up, so I just cruise until then.
So when the traffic cleared, I got over into the middle lane to pace him for a bit. I was an older FZR, probably 600ish. He looked over and nodded, so I stuck it in 3rd at about 75 to see if he wanted to go. He did, and right after he hit it, I hit it and pulled until the top of 3rd where he had dropped back about 2 car lengths. I figured there was no need to keep going, so I shut down.
We both got off at the next exit, exchanged thumbs up and went our own ways.
It's definitely not the fastest bike in the world, but still.... Now I know my car can beat at least some of the crotch rockets out there, and in my book, that's pretty impressive.
So when the traffic cleared, I got over into the middle lane to pace him for a bit. I was an older FZR, probably 600ish. He looked over and nodded, so I stuck it in 3rd at about 75 to see if he wanted to go. He did, and right after he hit it, I hit it and pulled until the top of 3rd where he had dropped back about 2 car lengths. I figured there was no need to keep going, so I shut down.
We both got off at the next exit, exchanged thumbs up and went our own ways.
It's definitely not the fastest bike in the world, but still.... Now I know my car can beat at least some of the crotch rockets out there, and in my book, that's pretty impressive.
