Every rider knows this burnin inside he knows he just can't hide so don't fight the feeling let your body decide... When you get down on the road it's a wild overload - ridin higher than you ever did before !!!!! I wanna feel the wind in my hair spread the power everywhere.... It's a wild emotion - passion and devotion.
$25 bucks gas no particular destination - a thousand cc's between my legs - perfectly executed corners, I can feel the tires pushing and the rear wiggling out of corners as the front lunges skywards.... I back off slowly but not too slowly keeping the front air bound for a few hundred yards.... feel like I own this body, own this road and truly own this machine.
The next corner its tighter, I drop a gear, heavy on the brakes, I can't see the exit I take a wide line, once on the throttle never backing off I know the bike is over far, my knee just scrapes the road then the corner tightens .... but I know this road well I can see the exit without seeing it.
Yet emotion kicks in and everything in my body enters panic mode - I want to slow down, first reaction is to slow it down, check my speed - I fight it I know better...there is gravel on the side of the road I know it ,I just never saw it - a decade of experience takes over and I progressively sift my weight to the outer peg and get my body ready, constantly fighting the feeling in the back of my head - more gas and the geometry of the bike and the gyroscope effect flashes in my mind for an instant I know the only way out is to work with the bike - hours of scribbling on bits of paper.... I can see the exit now - smooth on the throttle I apex perfectly there is an obstacle in the other lane - I judge distances give him room for error and twist the throttle the rear gets heavy and the front gets incredibly light... I back off once again and enter the next corner.... Sirens at this point don't matter they don't really stand a chance not on my roads... my brain is working overtime my eyes are strained, my stomach clenched, my legs and shoulders are on fire, yet I am completely relaxed. I can feel every cell in my body - I am alive... all the muscles in my body are ready to sprint to action, each part receiving signals and open to input from the bike, the road and the tires, and somehow transmitting these signals to my brain in perfect logical sequence. I have a loose grip on the bars and let the bike move under me breathing constantly and regularly.
Smoko time. Smoking is not likely to kill me anyway.
It's why I ride.
PS: unfortunately this post cannot be moderated for inexperienced riders and although this was a passionate post, I must warn that this is not the way you should ride. I don't always ride like this but I have learned how to - safely - you make your own decisions. Don't be silly and practice before you take a corner at a million miles an hour. remember :Time place circumstance and you triple your chances of survival.
YR64L out.
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Originally Posted by YamahaR64Life
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