2 posts tagged “zzr250”

I'm riding along, minding my own business. A bunch of young guys in a WRX pull along side, they take a good look (a girl on a loud bike - shock horror!)..

The light up ahead changes and we pull up at the line. They give me a look and inch forward. I'm wearing a tinted visor so they can't see my face but I gently rev to let them know that it's on now. Lights turn green. We jump together but my bike has better pickup and I nail them. I'm up through the gears before they make it across the intersection. I give a quick look over my should and just shake my head and just trundle along on my own. They knew they were nailed and they knew that I knew they were nailed.

Next set of traffic lights turn red and I pull up along side a pink beetle with a woman with frizzy blonde hair driving it. Plastered all along the side of the car was ads for women's hygiene products. I didn't take much notice, looked casually to my right towards some people waiting to cross the street. Looked back at the lights just as they turned green and blondey *owned* me off the lights. Not only could I not regain the ground I'd lost on the jump but I had to concede the lane as well, as mine merged with hers.

I had to smile.. it just goes to show - just when you're not watching, feminine hygiene will get you!

I should have known.. I really should have seen it coming. I nearly died and I just didn't see it coming..

I decided to go riding with my friend, Ben, last night. He rode around around to my place and off we went. Now, when you get to the end of my street you have to join the main road, which is 2 lanes wide with a set of traffic lights just up the road. Most people pull straight into the far lane when they come out of my street and that's what Ben did. He pulled up at the set of traffic lights behind a car.  I had a rush of blood, pulled into the inside lane and floored it passed the car when the lights turned green. The lane merged into one and then back out into two, the car turned off and Ben passed me again.

When you pass the last set of traffic lights heading for the highway, it merges into 1 lane and then into a slip lane onto the highway. Now, most people get a bit mousey about slip lanes, especially this one but on the bike I find the corner isn't too hard and you can usually end up doing 100kph by the time you hit the merge bit.

So Ben was in front of me, getting all mousey about the corner. I had my second rush of blood and overtook him around the outside, in the same lane.. we were less than a metre apart laid right over into the corner.

Now comes the horrible event that nearly killed me. We rode around for a while until we ended up on the blockey route. I led out and we did one lap really well and all was good, there wasn't much traffic as all the blockiers were parked in one of the carparks. Now, my exhaust is really loud.. and we're not talking "loud" as in some tinny little 250cc crotch rocket loud.. we're talking loud as in drowns out 600cc bikes, etc.. so as we neared the carpark for the second time, everyone's head turned my way.

The scene - the streets were empty. It was midnight. 2 lone bikers riding the streets. Half a dozen cars, parked in a darkened carpark. Young bogan revheads with their "shazzas", scattered over, around and in the cars. We approach. The look crosses their faces "who are these people and what are they doing on our turf?"..

You could tell straight away that it was the kind of look that it would be ON with little or no provocation. They'd be in their cars in seconds and after us.

So what did I do? I had a rush of blood. I gave them a really good long look, as if to say "here I am.." .. then I reefed in the clutch and revved the crap out of my baby girl before taking off. Suddenly, I realised I'd just provoked them. I didn't see them running for their cars. I don't actually know if they even moved but I was certainly freaked out. We rounded the corner and pulled up at the next set of lights.. I yelled over my exhaust at Ben that we'd better go home before we get killed. I don't think he realised how grave the situation was.

We made it home safe and sound. Despite some scares on my part, such as the lights that wouldn't turn green for me so I just sat there, waiting for the bogans to round the corner and line me up. And, also the car that caught me on the highway really fast. Turned out it was just some young girl.. PHEW!

I learned my lesson, I think.. I think.. maybe.. we'll see..