07-05-2013, 12:02 AM
Lol the last bike I would zing to redline regularly was my 73 Yamaha RD 350... In 1973. My GS1100e, my KZ1000 nor my FZ-1 ever saw redline
I don't ride like that anymore, haven't for years. I'm fine just cruising around.
Ive only been to 100 twice in the last 20 years. 3 years ago on the autobahn in Germany (106 mph) and then again last year in Montana ( 110 mph) on rt 89, a straight stretch of road 20 miles long with nothing but fields on either side, on our way to Glacier. literally used to do it everyday in the 70s on a long local straightaway on my way into work in the morning just to get the morning started. Then 1 day I had 3 deer jump out in the road and I couldnt get it stopped in time. They split up, I weaved, and I missed one by maybe 3 feet.retty sure I could have reached out and smacked it in the rump with my hand had I been able to let go of the bars. Can't get that out of my mind. It was soooo close. Could have been really bad. Things happen very quickly at that speed.
When you get to a certain age, and are truly and honestly amazed that you survived considering how you rode when you were young. It changes your outlook about riding fast.
On the track is one thing, where its wide open, clean, everyone going the same direction, no cross streets, no driveways, but on the streets with cars and critters and gravel, and debris.....it's just too much of a risk for me.
I don't ride like that anymore, haven't for years. I'm fine just cruising around.
Ive only been to 100 twice in the last 20 years. 3 years ago on the autobahn in Germany (106 mph) and then again last year in Montana ( 110 mph) on rt 89, a straight stretch of road 20 miles long with nothing but fields on either side, on our way to Glacier. literally used to do it everyday in the 70s on a long local straightaway on my way into work in the morning just to get the morning started. Then 1 day I had 3 deer jump out in the road and I couldnt get it stopped in time. They split up, I weaved, and I missed one by maybe 3 feet.retty sure I could have reached out and smacked it in the rump with my hand had I been able to let go of the bars. Can't get that out of my mind. It was soooo close. Could have been really bad. Things happen very quickly at that speed.
When you get to a certain age, and are truly and honestly amazed that you survived considering how you rode when you were young. It changes your outlook about riding fast.
On the track is one thing, where its wide open, clean, everyone going the same direction, no cross streets, no driveways, but on the streets with cars and critters and gravel, and debris.....it's just too much of a risk for me.