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It was a beautiful morning for a ride, so I gassed up the 11 with ethyl and headed to the country. Nothing is more fun than traveling the twisty two-lane blacktops on my scoot. Passing Suzy Soccer Mom's in their mini-vans, zipping around Farmer Brown on his John Deere, honking at Hardly's as they are twisting wrenches on the shoulder, shutting down CBX's on the topend. Life can't be much better.
Or so I thought. I looked in my mirror and noticed a dot slowly catching up to me. Well I slowed down out of curiousity and eventually made out a Ferrari F50 - red of course. I dropped down to 3rd to get a closer look and there she was - the most beautiful example of the female persuasion I have ever seen. She pulled along side and gave me a drop-dead gorgeous incredible wink, downshifted and she was gone. Now, I don't know if it was my hormones, or the triple latte I had for breakfast, but I wasn't about to lose a road race to a Ferrari, let alone letting her escape without getting her phone number.
Since I had recently triple cleaned and tuned my Mikuni's, I had no doubt that my steed was up to the task. So I kicked down to second, pulled the front wheel 3 feet into the air and took off in hot pursuit.
As I shifted into 4th around 130, I started to reel her in. Because I know this road as well as the varicose veins on my ankles, I figured the place to make "The Pass" would be just as we entered the old wooden covered bridge. By now I was on her rear bumper & could see her glancing nervously in her mirrors. That prancing horse emblem looked like a grocery store rocking horse - no problemo.
I moved to the left, clicked the trans up to 5th and pulled even to her door. Gave her my best "How ya doin' Babe?" nod, (with emphasis on my left eye-brow) and I was gone. As the tach approached 7500, the telephone poles looked like a picket fence. I looked in my mirrors, but she was no where to be seen - where did she go??? Then off to my right I heard the amazing scream of Italy's most harmonic V-12. - THE RACE WAS ON!!!!
The one-lane bridge loomed narrowly around the bend, so I hunkered down and opened my mostly stock SF wide open. I knew at our speed of 170+ we would be reaching the bridge side-by-side in a few seconds - no stopping now. Then a scary thought came to me - did I remember to charge up the Flux Capacitor last night???? ..........
(carry on)
Or so I thought. I looked in my mirror and noticed a dot slowly catching up to me. Well I slowed down out of curiousity and eventually made out a Ferrari F50 - red of course. I dropped down to 3rd to get a closer look and there she was - the most beautiful example of the female persuasion I have ever seen. She pulled along side and gave me a drop-dead gorgeous incredible wink, downshifted and she was gone. Now, I don't know if it was my hormones, or the triple latte I had for breakfast, but I wasn't about to lose a road race to a Ferrari, let alone letting her escape without getting her phone number.
Since I had recently triple cleaned and tuned my Mikuni's, I had no doubt that my steed was up to the task. So I kicked down to second, pulled the front wheel 3 feet into the air and took off in hot pursuit.
As I shifted into 4th around 130, I started to reel her in. Because I know this road as well as the varicose veins on my ankles, I figured the place to make "The Pass" would be just as we entered the old wooden covered bridge. By now I was on her rear bumper & could see her glancing nervously in her mirrors. That prancing horse emblem looked like a grocery store rocking horse - no problemo.
I moved to the left, clicked the trans up to 5th and pulled even to her door. Gave her my best "How ya doin' Babe?" nod, (with emphasis on my left eye-brow) and I was gone. As the tach approached 7500, the telephone poles looked like a picket fence. I looked in my mirrors, but she was no where to be seen - where did she go??? Then off to my right I heard the amazing scream of Italy's most harmonic V-12. - THE RACE WAS ON!!!!
The one-lane bridge loomed narrowly around the bend, so I hunkered down and opened my mostly stock SF wide open. I knew at our speed of 170+ we would be reaching the bridge side-by-side in a few seconds - no stopping now. Then a scary thought came to me - did I remember to charge up the Flux Capacitor last night???? ..........
(carry on)
It's funny to se a plod car chasing a bus full of surprised ppl 
... till a babe on a SV650 showed up.. :P
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