BigBadBusa08
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The other night i was heading up to Boston from the Cape to visit my girlfriend. I was on 95 and i saw in the distance some kid come screaming onto the highway with that loud mosquito buzz from his crotch rocket. Dont get me wrong, i used to do the same thing when i had my ZX-6R, but for it being midnight, there was quite a bit of traffic. Anyway, i was interested in seeing what he was riding, so i sped up and caught up to him, he was haulin along, cuz it took me a couple seconds to catch up to him and was crusin along about 120. He must have heard me coming cuz he started to pull away. I got on it a little and pulled up next to him. He looked over, as did i and then a little game of "who can go faster" started up. Mind you, im no racer, i dont do track days or any of that stuff, i dont race people and as a whole i ride pretty conservatively, but this guy got me goin. I let him wind it up a bit and he pulled away and weaved through some traffic. I wasnt about to start cutting people off, so i waited till i got through some cars and hit a nice long straight away. He was still in front of me and kept putting space between us. At that moment i had had enough and i dropped the hammer nice and smooth. I started to creep up on him and just as i came along side him, i twisted the throttle back as far as it went and took off. I only went up to about 170 or so till i let off, but only cuz i was fast approaching traffic. I knew i blew this guy away cuz after i let off, it took him a good 15-20 seconds to catch up and like a squid, he barreled into the traffic and almost became one with a car. It was truly last night that i fell in love with my busa.
