I went out on Friday night for a late evening ride with my cusin who rides a 2004 R1. As we are riding he starts to do wheelies and after a while I started to think if he can why not me. I remembered keep it in first bring it up to 30mph close throttle and crack it open.
Well I took a deep breath and said WTF and started my attempt. Got her up to 30 in first closed throttle and then cracked it open. Like they said it came up (about 3 feet high off the ground) and I crapped myself. I closed the throttle and the bike came down fast and I jerked forward and then back. When I was sprung back I pulled on the throttle again. At this point I looked like a bucking bronco. When I finally got control not only did I have to change my tighty whiteys but I had to change my pants and clean the seat.
I learned my lesson from this and that is not to close the throttle but hold it or ease off. So after riding a bit more that rush of having the busa up was creeping up on me again. Again the WTF feeling came over me and I took a second attempt at it. Now this time I said to myself to just hold the throttle and ease off it. Like they said 30mph in first close and crack. It came up ( about 2 feet) agian but this time I rode it out (for about 30 feet and it slowly came down) and this feeling of ecstacy came over me. I looked down and I had to change my tighty whiteys again not because I craped myself but, you get the idea.
Now everytime I go out I try to atleast do it as many times as the opportuniy presents itself.
I'm hooked and can't stop. What a feeling.
For those who want to try make sure you have your gear on and a friend with you just in case. Please be careful.
Well I took a deep breath and said WTF and started my attempt. Got her up to 30 in first closed throttle and then cracked it open. Like they said it came up (about 3 feet high off the ground) and I crapped myself. I closed the throttle and the bike came down fast and I jerked forward and then back. When I was sprung back I pulled on the throttle again. At this point I looked like a bucking bronco. When I finally got control not only did I have to change my tighty whiteys but I had to change my pants and clean the seat.
I learned my lesson from this and that is not to close the throttle but hold it or ease off. So after riding a bit more that rush of having the busa up was creeping up on me again. Again the WTF feeling came over me and I took a second attempt at it. Now this time I said to myself to just hold the throttle and ease off it. Like they said 30mph in first close and crack. It came up ( about 2 feet) agian but this time I rode it out (for about 30 feet and it slowly came down) and this feeling of ecstacy came over me. I looked down and I had to change my tighty whiteys again not because I craped myself but, you get the idea.
Now everytime I go out I try to atleast do it as many times as the opportuniy presents itself.
I'm hooked and can't stop. What a feeling.
For those who want to try make sure you have your gear on and a friend with you just in case. Please be careful.