Most of the time no one even attempts to have anything to do with me. most people give me a wide berth.
However on the way back from Laguna Seca, I was cruising on this nice road that has long sweepers, I was hitting the sweepers about...... well fast
I then would slow down until the next sweeper and speed up.
I finally decided to chill for awhile, and out of no where this bike passed me in my lane on the left doing about 140+. I did a quick look around to check out my environment then gave chase.
This guy was doing some real crazy stuff, going in between cars in an excess of 140mph trying to get away.
I caught up to him and blew by him. I am not sure what kind of bike he was on, I was more worried about my MP3 player. I had it on the front of my chest and the darn thing blew off.
Some how or another when it blew off, it landed on my forearm (I was tucked and my arms were tucked in next to the tank) anyway, here I am doing.. well real fast, and my MP3 player is pinned between my forearm and my tank and I am thinking about how I am going to slow down, control the bike and not lose my MP3 player.
Almost made it.. Now I am in the market for a new MP3 player.
Anyway, I gave the guy a thumbs up, he game me a thumbs up and he pulled away as I wa trying to fumble with my MP3 player.
Moral to the story, street racing never pays, you always lose something