Beautiful weather here today so I had the wife meet me there and took off.
This is the first time I've been up on the 4 lane since I wrecked in Aug. (On the 4 lane.)
I was more than a bit nervous, but sooner or later it had to be done. I went an extra exit on the side road to get on where it's been repaved within the last 4 months. Nice new asphalt.
Merged in behind a TT. Playing nice even though I could have beat him easy.
He's doing 70, so I pull into the left lane and start going faster. What's the B@#$%&d do? He drops the hammer.
I wasn't bent on being in front that bad, but there was dirt coming off his rig, so I keep picking it up.
I end up doing 90 till I can get in front, there's a 4 wheel following me like I'm holding him up, and my heart's in my throat.
I SWEAR I can feel a shimmy in the front end.
I get in front of the TT and merge back over to the right. Look in my rear view and he's dropping away. Prick just didn't want me to pass him.
So I pull into the shop and tell the tech what's up. He plops a helmet on his head and takes off.
a minute later....zzziiiiipppp....There goes my bike up the highway.
10 minutes later he's back. He says I ran it up and back at 100mph. I didn't feel anything.
Could it really be gunshyness and all in my mind, or should I have another shop check it out? This is the place that put all pieces back together again after I dumped it @ 65mph.
