Norm
Wizard
We all live for the twisties, don't we? But there's more fun to be had with a bike like the FZ1 than just some leaning left and right and a few countersteers. Here in Florida we ain't got no stinkin' twisties.
What we do have are long straight roads. Atop a bike that'll crack 160 MPH we practically see, if only in our mind's eye, signs everywhere saying "Go as fast as your guts can handle it." Add to that long 2 way straights with broken yellow lines for passing everywhere and now you're ready for some fun.
Eric and I came back one day with 2 of the most mischievous childhood smiles you ever want to see. Why? Because we just crossed half the state, chasing down the perimeter of Lake Okeechobee. And we passed everything in motion or standing still. In fact everything in motion looked like it was standing still from our vantage point.
Semi's? No problem. Mustangs? No problem. Fancy Mercedes and Beemers...just a spec in our rear views. We passed them so fast and in such narrow spaces with cars bearing down the other side you'd have to be in a coma not to feel the adrenaline. We passed two and three at a time. We came up behind people so fast they pulled over or slowed down figuring we must be cops...or nutjobs; either way it worked for us.
At one point we were going so fast it was Wednesday and when we stopped to eat it was Tuesday...something about time/warp continuum. So we had an extra day to ride and, as Bill Murray would say in "Caddyshack": We had that going for us.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Being Wile E. Coyote atop an Acme Rocket can be as fun as twisties, don't let anyone fool you.
What we do have are long straight roads. Atop a bike that'll crack 160 MPH we practically see, if only in our mind's eye, signs everywhere saying "Go as fast as your guts can handle it." Add to that long 2 way straights with broken yellow lines for passing everywhere and now you're ready for some fun.
Eric and I came back one day with 2 of the most mischievous childhood smiles you ever want to see. Why? Because we just crossed half the state, chasing down the perimeter of Lake Okeechobee. And we passed everything in motion or standing still. In fact everything in motion looked like it was standing still from our vantage point.
Semi's? No problem. Mustangs? No problem. Fancy Mercedes and Beemers...just a spec in our rear views. We passed them so fast and in such narrow spaces with cars bearing down the other side you'd have to be in a coma not to feel the adrenaline. We passed two and three at a time. We came up behind people so fast they pulled over or slowed down figuring we must be cops...or nutjobs; either way it worked for us.
At one point we were going so fast it was Wednesday and when we stopped to eat it was Tuesday...something about time/warp continuum. So we had an extra day to ride and, as Bill Murray would say in "Caddyshack": We had that going for us.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Being Wile E. Coyote atop an Acme Rocket can be as fun as twisties, don't let anyone fool you.