I haven't checked whether there is already a thread on this.
I was living in Napier at the time and had my BMW K100 RS. We had this friend Paul who was a god-damned know-it all. He could tell the biggist bullshit stories about what he's done etc. Well we got on to bikes and it sounded if he had ridden alot. So I offered to take him pillion to Taupo. He was an excellent pillion so I put the power on - back then I didn't think anything of going 180Kph the bike cruised at that - I remember I rode well, cornering etc. He was a bit stiff when we arrived at Taupo - never said anything about the speed. So on the way back did the same. Well apparently he admitted to a friend he was absolutely shit scared, I was a mad woman etc. So I hit him up with this and advised him he'd told me he'd gone faster, and that he should have told me to slow down etc - cos I sure as hell didn't want to frighten any pillion. While I did not do it deliberately it should certainly have taught him not to be such a blow artist.
Another male pillion was an old friend that was as tall as me but had long blonde hair. It was hilarious when we would arrive at the pub, he'd take his helmut off, and they did a double take - then I'd take mine off and I had short blonde hair then their mouths would drop open. With this pillion I only ever did the speed limit - he had no interest in riding a bike but enjoyed being pillion.
Then I've had other males that are terrified and won't go on the bike at all. I can accept that - cos there were sure a few male riders I would never be pillioned by - learnt my lesson about twice on that!
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