Me: 1986, happy camper on my brand new Honda VF1100 Sabre - 128 Hp. Fast.
Maiden voyage to the N. Georgia Mtns. Up ahead - a pack of Harleys. Let's see how this baby runs...
ZOOM! I pass the whole pack in 4th gear at about 90 - on a curve. I look back with a big grin and flash them all a peace sign.
I pull into Dahlonega and stop off to have a quick beer. As I'm coming out, guess who's coming in...
(No, I didn't get my ass kicked. We went back in and all had a few more. Bikers are nice guys. Even to riders of rice rockets.)
-desitter