customizedcreationz
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So there I am on Saturday minding my own business, tooling down M53 from Port Austin area. I am cruising around 75 mph. Not much traffic, just me and the open country. Overcast and a little cool, so with almost full gear on, its a nice ride.
Glancing over to my bar end mirror I see a car coming up behind me. He wasn't blasting up behind me, but gaining slowly. First thought was its "the man". So I slowed down to 65 mph. The speed limit was 55 mph. But its in the upper thumb, so unless your doing something stupid, your pretty much ok. As he got closer, I noticed a hood scoop on the front.
Well its roughly a 500 hp machine. Though my first glance I thought it was a red Mazda Miata or something lame. It definitely doesn't invoke the mystique a "real" Ferrari has.
So anyways..... as he got closer, we're talking about 5-6 car lengths behind me. I figured, well 75 mph again. So I went back to minding my business when I noticed again that the little red Mazda was getting over to pass me. I thought to myself.... seriously.... I am doing 75 mph. But whatever, if you were doing 90 mph and came up behind someone doing 75 mph, you would probably pass them too. So I let him pass. I am not one of those that will race up and not let you pass. Nothing good even becomes of that on a bike. You have a pissed off guy behind you always trying to pass and he either rides your ass or makes you nervous so you lose focus on whats in front of you. So no big deal I let him pass. But I know we are coming up to a stop sign in about a mile or less. Its a 4 way stop and not a super busy stop , but none the less its a freeway stop in 4 directions. So you have to be careful. People were just flying along at 75 mph and now have to come to a 4 way stop.
So thats when I noticed, WTH, this things a Ferrari ? Wow they must really be hurting to offer a pile of graphic designer fail like that. I mean if this was an Enzo, F40 heck even a testicularossa I would have given it some respect. But to have a Mazda with a prancing horse attached to it and call it a Ferrari..... No this yuppie wanna be had to be taught a lesson... Vmax style of course.
Well the unfortunate thing is that we couldn't pair off at the stop sign. Its a two lane highway. And there was traffic in front of us. But he took off briskly and I followed behind him. I couldn't wind out the gears or I would have been sitting in his passenger seat, since I couldn't pass him with traffic to our left. We ran up to 105 mph or so with me right behind him dying, pleading to the traffic gods to make a break so I could pull up next to him, wave good bye and then take off. But that didn't happen. So I got stuck behind him for about 5 miles.
A smile came across my face.... a sign with a 2 mile ahead passing lane, just went by. Whadda know... someone up there does like me! So that painful 2 miles at 55 mph ( traffic ) seemed like 20 miles. But we made it.
I didn't want to squirt past him without giving him a chance. And as traffic cleared to the right of the passing lane, he got over in the left lane and proceeded to speed up. Not full on power, but he moved at turtle speed past the traffic ( must have been 70 mph ). When he passed the last car, I waited for him to pull to the right and let me pass. Which I would have pulled up next to him and procured the challenge. But he wouldn't get over. So I got into the right lane, looked over and gave him the nod. You know, "The Nod". The nod of come on small penis man who buys a red Mazda and throws cereal box decals on it and calls it a Ferrari! Show me what that little sorry excuse for a sports car has under its skin. He looks over and must have seen the air scoop peeking out from under my left nut ( because we all know it takes big balls to ride a Vmax right :biglaugh
and realized one of two things.
1 Christ this guy has a big sack.
2 Holy shit that's one of those Vmax's that ruled the streets in the 80's.
Well from a 70 mph roll I dropped to 3rd gear and ripped off. I ran up to 125 mph when I looked behind me and he was nothing but a little paint chip of a spec. Ok well he wasn't that far away, but he was about as far behind me as Vmax Mike is in a quarter mile, so about 20 bike lengths. I slowed down so he could see again, one last time, what the rear of a Vmax looks like. He followed behind me and we ran into traffic again and must have turned off some place.
So I didnt get to balls out run him and I am sure if we ran up to 150 mph he would have been beating me down at higher speeds. But I wouldn't let that happen. I would have tapped the brakes long before bozo the clowns brother's circus car passed me.
Here I sit pen er..... keyboard in hand.... writing this story. Googling Ferrari California 30 and seeing that they are a high 11' low 12 second 1/4 mile car. So from a dead dig, he would have never had a chance.... kinda like Vmax Mike:rofl_200:... Ok sorry Mike enough busting your marbles there.
So there is my story, of course this didn't really happen because I would NEVER break the speed limit, or condone illegal street racing, or spanking a guys small little ego and hurt his feelings for buying a rebadged and painted Mazda Ferrari thing..... :rofl_200:
Glancing over to my bar end mirror I see a car coming up behind me. He wasn't blasting up behind me, but gaining slowly. First thought was its "the man". So I slowed down to 65 mph. The speed limit was 55 mph. But its in the upper thumb, so unless your doing something stupid, your pretty much ok. As he got closer, I noticed a hood scoop on the front.
Well its roughly a 500 hp machine. Though my first glance I thought it was a red Mazda Miata or something lame. It definitely doesn't invoke the mystique a "real" Ferrari has.
So anyways..... as he got closer, we're talking about 5-6 car lengths behind me. I figured, well 75 mph again. So I went back to minding my business when I noticed again that the little red Mazda was getting over to pass me. I thought to myself.... seriously.... I am doing 75 mph. But whatever, if you were doing 90 mph and came up behind someone doing 75 mph, you would probably pass them too. So I let him pass. I am not one of those that will race up and not let you pass. Nothing good even becomes of that on a bike. You have a pissed off guy behind you always trying to pass and he either rides your ass or makes you nervous so you lose focus on whats in front of you. So no big deal I let him pass. But I know we are coming up to a stop sign in about a mile or less. Its a 4 way stop and not a super busy stop , but none the less its a freeway stop in 4 directions. So you have to be careful. People were just flying along at 75 mph and now have to come to a 4 way stop.
So thats when I noticed, WTH, this things a Ferrari ? Wow they must really be hurting to offer a pile of graphic designer fail like that. I mean if this was an Enzo, F40 heck even a testicularossa I would have given it some respect. But to have a Mazda with a prancing horse attached to it and call it a Ferrari..... No this yuppie wanna be had to be taught a lesson... Vmax style of course.
Well the unfortunate thing is that we couldn't pair off at the stop sign. Its a two lane highway. And there was traffic in front of us. But he took off briskly and I followed behind him. I couldn't wind out the gears or I would have been sitting in his passenger seat, since I couldn't pass him with traffic to our left. We ran up to 105 mph or so with me right behind him dying, pleading to the traffic gods to make a break so I could pull up next to him, wave good bye and then take off. But that didn't happen. So I got stuck behind him for about 5 miles.
A smile came across my face.... a sign with a 2 mile ahead passing lane, just went by. Whadda know... someone up there does like me! So that painful 2 miles at 55 mph ( traffic ) seemed like 20 miles. But we made it.
I didn't want to squirt past him without giving him a chance. And as traffic cleared to the right of the passing lane, he got over in the left lane and proceeded to speed up. Not full on power, but he moved at turtle speed past the traffic ( must have been 70 mph ). When he passed the last car, I waited for him to pull to the right and let me pass. Which I would have pulled up next to him and procured the challenge. But he wouldn't get over. So I got into the right lane, looked over and gave him the nod. You know, "The Nod". The nod of come on small penis man who buys a red Mazda and throws cereal box decals on it and calls it a Ferrari! Show me what that little sorry excuse for a sports car has under its skin. He looks over and must have seen the air scoop peeking out from under my left nut ( because we all know it takes big balls to ride a Vmax right :biglaugh
and realized one of two things.1 Christ this guy has a big sack.
2 Holy shit that's one of those Vmax's that ruled the streets in the 80's.
Well from a 70 mph roll I dropped to 3rd gear and ripped off. I ran up to 125 mph when I looked behind me and he was nothing but a little paint chip of a spec. Ok well he wasn't that far away, but he was about as far behind me as Vmax Mike is in a quarter mile, so about 20 bike lengths. I slowed down so he could see again, one last time, what the rear of a Vmax looks like. He followed behind me and we ran into traffic again and must have turned off some place.
So I didnt get to balls out run him and I am sure if we ran up to 150 mph he would have been beating me down at higher speeds. But I wouldn't let that happen. I would have tapped the brakes long before bozo the clowns brother's circus car passed me.
Here I sit pen er..... keyboard in hand.... writing this story. Googling Ferrari California 30 and seeing that they are a high 11' low 12 second 1/4 mile car. So from a dead dig, he would have never had a chance.... kinda like Vmax Mike:rofl_200:... Ok sorry Mike enough busting your marbles there.
So there is my story, of course this didn't really happen because I would NEVER break the speed limit, or condone illegal street racing, or spanking a guys small little ego and hurt his feelings for buying a rebadged and painted Mazda Ferrari thing..... :rofl_200:
