ORIGINAL: JDubF4i520

Alright so im at the track doing quater miles wearing my tattered shorts, a wife beater, and my backpack. When i look to my left i see a funny car pull up to the line with me, I smiled in my helmet, revd the throttle, waited for green and pinned it.

He had momentum on me so he was able to pass, but I was at his speed when he did so I fell in behind him and kept it pinned. "Motherfu...!" I yelled as i put it into 6th gear. As we crossed the finish line at the same time i see a "curve" ahead and was like "what the f*** is a curve doing on a quater mile".

We were over 150 when it came time to lean...the guy checked up. Weenie...
Damn dookies," I said and dropped a bare knee, cranked the bike and resumed my 150 mph through the turn. He slowed as the turn increased. He started to glance back as I started to pass, but he bobbled and was forced to let off even more.

As my front wheel passed his, I let off and fell in behind him again. I had passed my exit so I followed him off the track and waved as I passed him doing mach 2.

"See you later straight liner. The race is won in the curves."

He was in a brand new funny car running straight nitrous. I'm not sure of the displacement, but it looked like v12 1,000,000 cc. Any fool can go straight...

anywhoo...F4's can run with just about anything. Especially if you are comfortable with a turn (even on quater miles). Toodles my brothers and sisters. Keep the black side down.

ORIGINAL: dorkbiker

I'm cruising down the freeway about 80mph, wearing tattered shorts, a tee-shirt and my backpack when I look in the mirror and see another red bike speeding up to me. I smiled in my helmet, dumped a gear and pinned it. He had momentum on me so he was able to pass, but I was at his speed when he did so I fell in behind him and kept it pinned. We were on a straight patch of highway but there was a curve coming. We were over 150 when it came time to lean...the guy checked up. Weenie...

"Motherfu...!" I yelled as I was forced to straighten up andlet off to keep from hitting the guy. He weaved a bit then settled into the turn. He had on his Power Ranger jacket and I could see his USAF tag on the fender. This town is full of servicemen who just got their first bike. Ishould have known he would let offfor a turn.

"Damn dookies," I said and dropped a bare knee, cranked the bike and resumed my 150 mph through the turn. He slowed as the turn increased. He started to glance back as I started to pass, but he bobbled and was forced to let off even more. As my front wheel passed his, I let off and fell in behind him again. I had passed my exit so I followed him off the highway and waved as I passed at him 90.

"See you later straight liner. The race is won in the curves."

He was on a brand new RR. I'm not sure of the displacement, but it looked like a 1000. Any fool can go straight...

anywhoo...F4's can run with RRs. Especially if you are comfortable with a turn. Toodles my brothers and sisters. Keep the black side down.