I really shouldn't even be writing about this, but I think someone should.
The old saying goes, "Speed Kills".
I totally agree, but then again, so do a lot of things.
I am almost embarrassed to admit that I have exceeded 160 mph on my motorcycle. I usually go over 120 on most days when I am on the interstate. Except for the 160 incident, all the other times are simply from being comfortable with speed and not realizing how fast I am traveling. When I am on the interstate and everyone around me is doing 80 mph, it doesn't take much (a slight twist of the wrist) to accelerate from 80 to 120 on the bike. Usually I am just trying to avoid other vehicles on the road all together, so when I near one, I accelerate to pass it so that I can always maintain a safe distance away from it. These are the times when 120 doesn't feel like 120. I guess having a jacket that dissipates the wind like a golf ball doesn't help either. I would think the sheer wind force would clue me into how fast I am going. Nope. It doesn't.
I do make amazing time when I am trying to get from point A to point B.
I think just writing about this is going to make me start using side roads and back roads more often. It doesn't feel safe going really fast down roads like these, and because of that, I take it easy.
One note worth mentioning about the 160 incident. When I looked down and the speedometer was registering 162, I began slowing down. It wasn't until after that I realized I was only in 5th gear. The bike has six gears. That's kind of scary. Not that the bike can go faster than that, but that I know it can. There will always be that little question in my mind that begs, "How fast can it really go?" I don't really want to know.
Maybe I should have bought a scooter.
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You have a remarkable adventurous spirit.
ReplyDeleteThanks for getting back to me. Actually, I had to search for that comment I made back then.
Have a nice day.
I need to convince you how evil motorcycles are. I am sure that it would take some heavy convincing, but I have a great story for you ... I once thought I saw fruit smeared all over the road. I was devastated when I discovered that those were the remains of a man on a motorcycle who was hit by an SUV. Whether the person on the bike was speeding or not, he did not have a chance in the world. Very sad!
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