As I rode over to Chris's house today, some dude in a tuner Honda wanted to race at an intersection. I blasted it off the line, the front went way up, came down and back up as I slammed second gear, then I was gone! Tuner boy didn't stand a chance
He did end up passing me about a mile later, but he was driving like an a$$ weaving in and out of traffic... at that point I was no longer interested in playing. But, the wheel coming up as high as it did surprised me, not something I want to do again. I was glad to get back on the America today and cruise again. Something about having that much power and speed available makes you want to do bad things with it
