I find the faster I split the less attention I pay to my mirrors. Since I figure I'm narrower than a Beemer (particularly white ones) I'll prob spot them coming before they get close enough to cause financial inconvenience - and my power/weight wins. And I KNOW I'm narrower than a Commodore
I used to keep an eye out for bikers coming up, but find that 99% of the time these days I'm "the biker coming up". Some bikers are great and just about ride off the road to let you past, or wave you through quickly or something to that effect. Some just think it's a friggin race and go for it (hate those bastards). Others just seem to not notice you. And as my preference is not to barge past another rider, I actually find bikes more inconvenient to pass than cars.
Although I note that today I officially joined the ranks of "those bastards" mentioned above when a red VTR1000 (anyone here???) rolled up behind me at the Korokoro lights on the way home. I've only had my bike a few weeks, it was the first time something decent caught up to me, and I was dying to extract revenge for all "those bastards" on bigger bikes who used to regularly pound my little FZR400 in a straight line. Sorry, I apologise to the red VTR for being a tosser, but my ego just had to do it.
"You, Madboy, are the Uncooked Pork Sausage of Sausage Beasts. With extra herbs."
- Jim2 c2006
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