Into the valley of death I rode the 600

[jrandom]

yeha. as long as you're as twitchy as a raped cat... i got a fucked ankle a few christmases back (in auckland) from some guy 2 lanes away

Had my share of lane-splitting bins on the Auckland motorways. Learned my lessons.

Aucklanders in cars are nothing to fear. Once you've fathomed how they behave, you can easily anticipate their actions.

There's no sport quite like getting from A to B in a big city as fast as possible on two wheels. I recommend it to all. Life's too short to spend any of it bored.

[swbarnett]

Granted,I'm not the brightest pixel on the screen,but yesterday being such a nice day I thought a ride to Auckland on my xj600 might be enjoyable. I was still in that state of mind when I stopped in Orewa to dome on my flouro placebo as a last line of defence against those crack crazed cagers kb had warned me about.
And I was not to be dissapointed. Twenty minutes later I was cresting the harbourbridge when a loud squeal of rubber and the sight of smoke pouring off the tyres of the car in front alerted my spydery senses.
Braking hard I glanced in my mirror only to see a cordura clad elbow and aformentioned crack crazed cager in a crusty corolla bearing down on me! A concrete barrier to the right of me. Mr Mainfreigt to the left of me playing the last post on his exhaust brake.
My options were fast running out!
Then,as suddenly as it stopped traffic started to move again. I was close enough to the front car to smell burnt rubber and in my mirror I could see that the elderly gent in the cream coloured corolla had finally managed to scrub off a bit of speed.
Traffic was soon flowing smoothly again with no sign of what incedent had caused the moment in time when I cheated death atop Aucklands car strangled spanner.

This, in a nutshell, is why it is almost mandatory to lane-split on Auckland's motorways.

[FuriousD]

Had my share of lane-splitting bins on the Auckland motorways. Learned my lessons.

Aucklanders in cars are nothing to fear. Once you've fathomed how they behave, you can easily anticipate their actions.

There's no sport quite like getting from A to B in a big city as fast as possible on two wheels. I recommend it to all. Life's too short to spend any of it bored.

"act like every single one of the loony fu**s are trying to kill ya and you might survive"

Thats what the instructor taught me on my first day riding in Dublin and my god has it been useful, and even way more in auckland
(can't really judge the rest of NZ as my driving on a bike has been limited to auckland and a bit outside)