AT ANY TIME, and I mean ANY TIME I ever rode two up on my Max, starting way back in 1985, I ALWAYS, and I mean ALWAYS, required the passenger to place their arms around my midsection and clasp their hands together -PERIOD.
One buddy of mine commented how gay that would make us look. I didn't move until his hands were clasped. When I juiced Max, he fully understood why.
And I might add, I've never, ever intentionally set out to pop a wheelie. I've never been comfy with the front tire off the ground.
I accidently popped a wheelie with my former wife aboard one day. It was one of those straight up ones in which you have to grab brakes to get her back down. Her feet became dislodged from the rear pegs and her clasped grasp was the only thing that prevented her from making a video just like this one. When we regained composure, she started hitting me on the back with her fist and didn't stop for a couple miles.
On a meaner note, in hind sight, I wish I HAD lost her that day. :biglaugh: