Blatman
20th April 2009, 17:01
...We did a third run on Sunday. The run felt smooth
damn smooth. I tuck hard, squeezing the bike the faster I went.
It seemed like a good run. Felt no faster nor slower then the
other good ones (definitely better then the 105 run). As I was
coming back down the return road I see a V-Max coming my
way. It was Hoke on his sweet red V-Max. He was holding up
two fingers and yelling at me. ???? I was thinking "no, I
couldn't have, he's just busting my balls" it is April fools day
after all. When I reached the impound area people were
running up with there arms in the air. Maybe they're not joking,
maybe I did do it. I walk over to the time slip table and gave the
girl my number. #5111 please. She says, here you go, you
went 200MPH!
YES!! We did it. 200.06mph (322kph) on a Naturally Aspirated, Naked
V-Max.
Full story: http://www.wildbros.com/RACE.html
damn smooth. I tuck hard, squeezing the bike the faster I went.
It seemed like a good run. Felt no faster nor slower then the
other good ones (definitely better then the 105 run). As I was
coming back down the return road I see a V-Max coming my
way. It was Hoke on his sweet red V-Max. He was holding up
two fingers and yelling at me. ???? I was thinking "no, I
couldn't have, he's just busting my balls" it is April fools day
after all. When I reached the impound area people were
running up with there arms in the air. Maybe they're not joking,
maybe I did do it. I walk over to the time slip table and gave the
girl my number. #5111 please. She says, here you go, you
went 200MPH!
YES!! We did it. 200.06mph (322kph) on a Naturally Aspirated, Naked
V-Max.
Full story: http://www.wildbros.com/RACE.html