So I was riding with some friends of mine. Nothing stupid, just cruising. We come up on the twisties, so I kick down. I was in the front of the pack doing around 100mph, when I come over this hill. There he was, coming the other way, Mr. Statie. I look down and see I was at 115, and turn around to see brake light. In my head, I think well, it will take him 15-30sec to turn around, I have a lot of twisties in front of me, and I know them all. Hummmm.
I never let off, and well, that was the last I show him.
I am normally a law biding person, but he had no chance.
