I Raced A Harley Today.

I knew if I was going to pass one of those monsters with those big-cubic-inch motors, it would have to be a place like this where handling and rider skill are more important than horsepower alone.

I saw the guy up ahead as I exited one of the turns and knew I could catch him, but it wouldn't be easy. I concentrated on my braking and cornering. Three corners later, I was on his fender. Catching him was one thing; passing him would prove to be another.

Two corners later, I pulled up next to him as we sailed down the mountain. I think he was shocked to see me next to him, as I nearly got by him before he could recover. Next corner, same thing. I'd manage to pull up next to him as we started to enter the corners but when we came out he'd get on the throttle and outpower me. His horsepower was almost too much to overcome, but this only made me more determined than ever.

My only hope was to outbrake him. I held off squeezing the lever until the last instant. I kept my nerve while he lost his. In an instant, I was by him. Corner after corner, I could hear the roar of his engine as he struggled to keep up. Three more miles to go before the road straightens out and he would pass me for good.

But now I was in the lead, and he would no longer hold me back. I stretched out my lead and by the time we reached the bottom of the canyon, he was more than a full corner behind. I could no longer see him in my rear-view mirror.

Once the road did straighten out, it seemed like it took miles before he passed me, but it was probably just a few hundred yards. I was no match for that kind of horsepower, but it was done. In the tightest section of road, where bravery and skill count for more than horsepower and deep pockets, I had passed him. Though it was not easy, I had won the race to the bottom of the canyon.

I will always remember that moment. I don't think I've ever pedaled so hard in my life. And some of the credit must go to Schwinn, as well. They really make a great bicycle.





*Disclaimer: Not my own story. It has been on the net for sometime now.

 

What...............You make me waist my company time for this :chairshot:
ound: I like it :thumbsup: Damn I thought that was real and great story until the end.

 

haha that was one hell of a punch line. I was REAL depressed until I read that. A story well told my friend

 

nthego: nice, I was starting to wonder where the guy was puttin his feet since he must of wore off his floor boards.

 

Had me hooked and wondering too and I have read that one before, a long time ago. Matter of fact, I think it is in the Humour Thread too.

 

Yep, I took the bait hook and all. Had me right until the very end. Very good!

 

HA! that was awesome, the whole time i'm thinking.. "wat? my vfr utterly destroys harleys, what's wrong with this guys bike??"

 

lmao :hss:

 

Outstanding! I literally LOL'd, then shared it via text with all my bike friends (some of who ride Harleys). They all loved it!

 

I wonder if this all happened before California started crushing vehicles for street racing. It would be a damn shame to crush a perfectly good Schwinn.

 

Yep, that's the one^

 

I found the video to prove it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdlPLg-nEaw&feature=youtu.be

 

Haha! Nice.

 

I was going to say get a better bike, but then the picture of the trek showed up proving my point.

 

Someone should cut and past this to some Harley website.

 

Great picture, my third two wheeler is a Trek 2.3

 

I don't think that will work. Its all about perception. To us and all normal people it looks like the Trek bicyclist is passing the Harley... Which we all know that's whats happening. To a Hardly rider this will be a burden of proof that if you take the inside track and force him to the outside....you can pass a bicyclist. I see the accident ratio of Hardleys and bicyclists increasing if this gets out.

 

LMAO.. Sent to my Harley friends.