insane sunday ride
Went for a Sunday ride with around 8 bikes total. One of these guys is sly10man(a real phsycho I must say). The ride started off by heading 50 miles south on some good roads to hooters for some grub. We then headed back on a different route. Were going up a long 4 lane mountain and me and sly10man are hanging at the back doing wheelies and stopies. The rest of the group had gotten out of sight. We start around a pretty sharp left hander when up ahead we see a state trooper with smoke rolling off his tires take off up the mountain. I had deduced that he must be after our group. Me and 10man know the roads like the back of our hands so I reach around and bend my tag up and 10man does the same. We do a short sprint of 150 and catch back up to the trooper. About a half a mile up we see our buddies just rounding a long right hand sweeper. I look down at the speedometer and were doing 135 right behind the trooper. I click down into 4th and wind it tight and pass the trooper(wish I had a donut to throw at him). I gap the trooper pretty good and look in my mirrors and see 10man trying to wheelie past him(guess he couldnt get the suz 750 up at that speed, but I would have to give him an A for the effort). We do around 150 and gap the trooper so much he finally gave up. We pull off on a side road and discussed what just happened with the rest of our buds. They said they were going around 90 when they met him and all they saw was him locking up his brakes--so they took off.10man said he was on the radio when he was beside him and was worried he was calling in a road block--got lucky I guess no more troopers were around. Everyone was cracking up when I told them about 10man trying to do a 130mph wheelie beside the trooper. 10man said "if only you could have seen his eyes". Well, maybe next Sunday will be a little less dramatic, I hope.