Horrific experience, actually.
Witnessed a fellow VMaxer pull up to a stoplight on Saturday, with a Harley joining him in the lane next to him. They're at the front. Long access road...beautiful sunny day. Engines revving (those of us behind the two at the front of the pack, egging them on...) And then the light goes green...
The Harley, in a roar of exhaust note with the scent of burning cobwebs, blasts across the intersection. The mighty VMax, with its gleaming chrome, glittering metalflake and mighty Kerker exhaust...strolls its way up the access road, inhaling Harley exhaust as his buddies, horrified, watch from behind.
Rumor has it, the Harley owner soon headed to the neighborhood biker bar to exclaim to his buddies how he blew away the aging Yamaha in a true test of cruiser superiority.
If the VMaxer that committed this offense to all VMaxdom would like to come clean (after he reads this thread), it is said that confession is good for the soul. If not, your Man Card is in danger of being repo'd. :biglaugh:
Witnessed a fellow VMaxer pull up to a stoplight on Saturday, with a Harley joining him in the lane next to him. They're at the front. Long access road...beautiful sunny day. Engines revving (those of us behind the two at the front of the pack, egging them on...) And then the light goes green...
The Harley, in a roar of exhaust note with the scent of burning cobwebs, blasts across the intersection. The mighty VMax, with its gleaming chrome, glittering metalflake and mighty Kerker exhaust...strolls its way up the access road, inhaling Harley exhaust as his buddies, horrified, watch from behind.
Rumor has it, the Harley owner soon headed to the neighborhood biker bar to exclaim to his buddies how he blew away the aging Yamaha in a true test of cruiser superiority.
If the VMaxer that committed this offense to all VMaxdom would like to come clean (after he reads this thread), it is said that confession is good for the soul. If not, your Man Card is in danger of being repo'd. :biglaugh: