A few days ago, I had an epiphany; that a wheelie should feel natural in a sense. My previous perception of a wheelie was a bit more rough and violent. So with that thought of it to be feeling natural, I wanted to go do it and not give a care or fright. . .
Just a few ago, I went to a school parking lot, and to the area where the school band has a spot to practice on the pavement
(a full paved
football field with lines and all
) but no goal posts, lol.
I already know how to do an endo, I mean stoppie (lol). So I was accelerating and dragging-it fast, getting used to the acceleration. Faster, and quicker, and faster, pulling a endo at the end of each run. My endo's are OK, I have done 4foot ones but they are only static. I can also do rolling endo's, but not as high as my static ones. After a good ammont of trials it just wouldn't power wheelie. So when accelerating, I feathered the clutch (as I was doing the whole time there) quicker and quicker. My first wheelie on the buell was like 6 inches, because that last bit of clutch to slide in, I just dumped it. And I did feel very natural. Long story short, literally in 20minutes I pulled a 4foot wheelie. I was out of the house for 30minutes, 10minute round trip, 20minute wheelie.
I would of stayed longer, but last night I had a bad dream, there was the dream and background music(a song).
And when stunting, that music/song came on my mp3 player onto my ear; and my superstitious ass left