7moore7

Haha! I also love the one where car's think you're racing because you pull away from a stoplight faster than them. Usually, I just accelerate the way a motorcycle does which also clears me out of traffic pretty well. But every once in awhile I'll get a camero or something rumble by at full steam thinking they got the upper hand. If he's got a girlfriend or a few buddies with him that he's clearly trying to impress, at the next light I make sure he understands the physics of a 100hp, 550lb two wheeled machine versus a 300hp, 3700lb, four wheeled grocery getter.

Then I turn down a side street cause if he's mad and decides to do something about it, that equation doesn't work very well in a collision situation.

aja

I usually ride pretty aggressive on the street, but we don't have big city streets here so there isn't a ton of traffic. I lane share any chance I get, and while most people don't care, it does get on some peoples nerves.

A few weeks ago I was riding home from work on a back road following a riced out civic that was going pretty fast, but slowing me down in corners. I passed him on a straight as he downshifted to try to keep me back and didn't think anything of it.

I ended up splitting when I got to a light a while later, and the same civic was in the front on my right. I got on it to get in front of him before the next light. If I am first at a stop light I still split the lanes because I don't want to get hit and pushed into the intersection. Well he comes in hot right next to me, reving his engine and surging. I wasn't trying to race him, but he thought I was. Well the light turned green so I start to go as normal. He jumps the clutch and has to back off not to hit me, then starts honking and following really close. At the next stop light he got next to me again, I look over and he gives me the "fast and furious" nod. He's revving and getting closer and closer to me, seriously within a foot of my right. Well the light turns green, he punches it and swerved towards me. I'm normally a cool headed guy, but there's certain buttons you don't push. I backed off for my own safety and he sped off down the road. Well a few blocks later I'm splitting lanes at a light and there he is. I stop next to him, open my visor and yell and he won't aknowledge me and his buddy flips me off.

So I put a nice boot sized dent in his door and punched out his mirror (gotta love armored gloves!)

After that he hung back from me and wouldn't get close

PUSHrod

Verses a Saleen @ 02:00 am.

Even,we were, coming away from the light. I short shifted twice into third as he snorted and snarled through big pipes then I waited with my left fist on my hip until. . .

I saw his nose sink as he clutched for third.

Not moving my left fist from my hip, I rolled deep into the throttle without shifting out of my third and left him wondering if he paid too much for the performance he bought.

Bandit400man