Rapid Harley

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  1. monsterman

    monsterman Ol'Timer

    Rapid Harley
    Pinched off another site but it made me smile:

    Picture one of those balmy sunny weekend days, you know, those rare occasions that happen maybe once or twice a year. the weathers perfect, traffic is minimal and you're in the right frame of mind for a spin on the bike.
    Well a few weeks ago such conditions presented themselves and off I went, all relaxed and at one with the world, just tootling along minding my own business when....BLAM a violent blast of noise followed by buffetting from slipstream....I recovered my senses to see some sort of Harley barrelling down the road. The noise was deafening and he was really shifting. I raised and eyebrow to myself but I was determined not to let anything destroy my tranquil afternoon when, of all things, the idiot went and gave me the finger.....!!!!!!!
    Now I'm not one to easily get angry but I must admit the red mist came down and I took off in pursuit.
    I slowly gained on him, when, he glanced in his Iron Cross mirror dropped a cog and shot off. Wow, that thing could shift but the race was on, honour needed to be served. There was no turning back.
    I managed to stick to his tail for a couple of miles but it was hard work. His bike was obviously not standard and he was leaving me for dead in the straights but I could claw back the distance lost in the bends, and I knew this road. Up ahead was a couple of miles of really twisty road, perfect.
    I stayed in touch and held on until we arrived at the point where I knew I had the advantage. as we went through the first left hander I saw my opponent glance nervously in his mirror and I sensed his fear, he knew his advantage was lost.
    Within the first three corners I was right on his back wheel, the roar and blast from his straight through pipes pounded my face, the sparks from his pegs showered me but there was to be no turning back.
    At the next bend I showed him my front wheel and he responded with a twist of throttle that had the rear tyre spinning leaving a black line down the road, the back of his bike weaving. He was on the ragged edge and I knew I had him.
    We tipped into a left and I got on the inside, then flicked into a hard right, this allowed him to edge away again but I knew the next blind corner was a long left and I had the line. As we entered the corner I grit my teeth, now or never, this was it. I got my front wheel ahead and hit the apex spot on, forcing him wide and as I straightened up coming out of the corner I was ahead, I'd done it.
    I look over my shoulder to see him falling back behind me, and, he raised his hand in salute before turning off and away.
    I pulled over to the side of the road, I needed a drink.
    I was elated but shaking all over, bathed in sweat but happy.. I had won.
    And I can tell you, he was a good rider. I can honestly say Ive never pedalled that mountain bike so hard in my life!!!!!!!!!!
     
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  3. nuwatmat

    nuwatmat Ol'Timer

    :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
     
  4. Franz

    Franz Ol'Timer

    That's the best one I've heard in a long time Jerry !!! Cheers, Franz
     

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