I raced a Harley today and after some really hard riding I managed to PASS the guy. I was riding on one of those really, really twisting sections of canyon road with no straight sections to speak of and where most of the curves have warning signs that say "15 MPH".

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 horspower and deep pockets, I had passed him. though it was not easy, I had won the race to the bottom of the canyon and I had preserved the proud tradition of another of America's best bikes.

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.




I AM AFRAID I CANT TAKE ALL THE CREDIT FOR THIS, I FOUND IT ON ANOTHER SITE, BUT WANTED TO SHARE IT WITH YOU GUYS.
JAMES

 

funny as hell

 

That was funny!!!!! [sm=signs007.gif] gotta love Schwinn.........next to HONDA of course

 

Nice. A to bad it probly could b tru...lol

 

I think I saw that a while back but forgot all about it. I kept thinking to myself "no frikkin way -- 1kRR can't keep up with a Hardley?!?" Saw the schwinn and wet my drawers. Funny funny funny

 

good joke, had me going at first

 

I was about to say. You must suck, but then finished reading; laugh'd my *** off.

 

2nd time i've seen it and its still funny though, have a couple of buddies that have some high dollar american iron, and they didn't laugh as hard....truth be told, there bikes are pretty fast from block to block, and might even be faster in the corners if the weren't scraping so much peg....just kidding, even with all that cash that aren't that fast...

 

dad burnit man i was sweating on that one. i ride a goldwing to and was thinking darn a tale that will give my harley friends something to rub in man i was hating that. sure glad the man had some good leg power haha. good story.

 

if u cant kill a harley on a straight w/ your 1k then buy a scooter