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<blockquote data-quote="shantal" data-source="post: 3306942" data-attributes="member: 138577"><p>was thinking about posting this in the jokes section, seems more relevant here. FYI, some of my best friends are harleys so don't go calling me names </p><p></p><p>> Wayne reports:</p><p>></p><p>></p><p>> I raced a Harley today and after some really hard</p><p>> riding I managed to PASS the</p><p>> guy. I was riding on one of those really, really</p><p>> twisting sections of canyon</p><p>> road with no straight sections to speak of and where</p><p>> most of the curves have</p><p>> warning signs that say "15 MPH".</p><p>></p><p>> I knew if I was going to pass one of those monsters</p><p>> with those big-cubic-inch</p><p>> motors, it would have to be a place like this where</p><p>> handling and rider skill are</p><p>> more important than horsepower alone.</p><p>></p><p>> I saw the guy up ahead as I exited one of the turns</p><p>> and knew I could catch him,</p><p>> but it wouldn't be easy. I concentrated on my</p><p>> braking and cornering. three</p><p>> corners later, I was on his fender. Catching him was</p><p>> one thing; passing him</p><p>> would prove to be another.</p><p>></p><p>> Two corners later, I pulled up next to him as we</p><p>> sailed down the mountain. I</p><p>> think he was shocked to see me next to him, as I</p><p>> nearly got by him before he</p><p>> could recover. Next corner, same thing. I'd manage</p><p>> to pull up next to him as we</p><p>> started to enter the corners but when we came out</p><p>> he'd get on the throttle and</p><p>> outpower me. His horsepower was almost too much to</p><p>> overcome, but this only made</p><p>> me more determined than ever.</p><p>></p><p>> My only hope was to outbrake him. I held off</p><p>> squeezing the lever until the last</p><p>> instant. I kept my nerve while he lost his. In an</p><p>> instant I was by him. Corner</p><p>> after corner, I could hear the roar of his engine as</p><p>> he struggled to keep up.</p><p>> Three more miles to go before the road straightens</p><p>> out and he would pass me for</p><p>> good.</p><p>></p><p>> But now I was in the lead and he would no longer</p><p>> hold me back. I stretched out</p><p>> my lead and by the time we reached the bottom of the</p><p>> canyon, he was more than a</p><p>> full corner behind. I could no longer see him in my</p><p>> rear-view mirror.</p><p>></p><p>> Once the road did straighten out, it seemed like it</p><p>> took miles before he passed</p><p>> me, but it was probably just a few hundred yards. I</p><p>> was no match for that kind</p><p>> of horsepower, but it was done. In the tightest</p><p>> section of road, where bravery</p><p>> and skill count for more than horsepower and deep</p><p>> pockets, I had passed him.</p><p>> though it was not easy, I had won the race to the</p><p>> bottom of the canyon and I had</p><p>> preserved the proud tradition of one of the best</p><p>> bits of britiron.</p><p>></p><p>> I will always remember that moment. I don't think</p><p>> I've ever pedaled so hard in</p><p>> my life. And some of the credit must go to Raleigh</p><p>> cycles, as well. They really</p><p>> make a great bicycle...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="shantal, post: 3306942, member: 138577"] was thinking about posting this in the jokes section, seems more relevant here. FYI, some of my best friends are harleys so don't go calling me names > Wayne reports: > > > I raced a Harley today and after some really hard > riding I managed to PASS the > guy. I was riding on one of those really, really > twisting sections of canyon > road with no straight sections to speak of and where > most of the curves have > warning signs that say "15 MPH". > > I knew if I was going to pass one of those monsters > with those big-cubic-inch > motors, it would have to be a place like this where > handling and rider skill are > more important than horsepower alone. > > I saw the guy up ahead as I exited one of the turns > and knew I could catch him, > but it wouldn't be easy. I concentrated on my > braking and cornering. three > corners later, I was on his fender. Catching him was > one thing; passing him > would prove to be another. > > Two corners later, I pulled up next to him as we > sailed down the mountain. I > think he was shocked to see me next to him, as I > nearly got by him before he > could recover. Next corner, same thing. I'd manage > to pull up next to him as we > started to enter the corners but when we came out > he'd get on the throttle and > outpower me. His horsepower was almost too much to > overcome, but this only made > me more determined than ever. > > My only hope was to outbrake him. I held off > squeezing the lever until the last > instant. I kept my nerve while he lost his. In an > instant I was by him. Corner > after corner, I could hear the roar of his engine as > he struggled to keep up. > Three more miles to go before the road straightens > out and he would pass me for > good. > > But now I was in the lead and he would no longer > hold me back. I stretched out > my lead and by the time we reached the bottom of the > canyon, he was more than a > full corner behind. I could no longer see him in my > rear-view mirror. > > Once the road did straighten out, it seemed like it > took miles before he passed > me, but it was probably just a few hundred yards. I > was no match for that kind > of horsepower, but it was done. In the tightest > section of road, where bravery > and skill count for more than horsepower and deep > pockets, I had passed him. > though it was not easy, I had won the race to the > bottom of the canyon and I had > preserved the proud tradition of one of the best > bits of britiron. > > I will always remember that moment. I don't think > I've ever pedaled so hard in > my life. And some of the credit must go to Raleigh > cycles, as well. They really > make a great bicycle... [/QUOTE]
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