i love the entertainment factor for me and strangers before I get infirm or crippled. This fast and furious riding is almost second nature to me - so much so I will not do it anymore on stupid sloppy ordinary C'dos or super rigid resonating moderns like my famous handling boney SV650. I'm not the least bit offended by likes of Carbon or 1up-3dwn as I once held same opinion till I got Peel triple linked. I only ever take off armor when in my quaint village square in perfect conditions both of me and the square. I did not really strain Trixie that much as did not slam bam drop clutch like in my past avatar photo. Ive no qualms at all to ride slickest hardest old tire on any surface, because I know what to expect - so don't expect much but take opportunity to play w/o much traction as can do it for similar practice as best race tire on best surface but so fast it becomes as Loose as THE Gravel. I do not even go to my mail box w/o helmet and leathers on as had some of my most life threatening EXTREME handling lesions there going 25 mph. I can describe all the issues of literally riding canyon walls horizontal, so now practice it now and then, when feeling strong as the slam bam to get sideways is same as landing off a 4-6ft high ledge.
To be blunt I found I can out ride race instructors and vacationing racers as they don't have the guts or the experience I've had to out ride full traction w/o sliding like lazy dazy flat trackers. That's what i really mean when I say I no longer do this on moderns or old C'dos. Its crazy experiences like Matt, [who I look up to and fear to face in real life], that have taught me more than I can write about and make sense.
My 1st bike P!! was told its best time was 10.49 1/4 mile that won its National event, though have not been able to find race records to back it up. On street tire I know it could beat under 11 sec as I had drag races with the 3 cylinder triple 2 strokes of the era and flat left them behind from first throttle hit to over the ton. They were mid 11 sec machines if IIRC. That
P!! gave me the skill to handle instant tire spin at will in parking lots, intersections and thick hyw traffic, but never got up the nerve to totally skew it to handle highway chicanes, because sat so low it couldn't lean, so this life time am learning all there is to know about turning a cycle fast and sharp as I can. Get that down and the road racing like TT IOM is just relaxing open freeway ease.
Any bike *but Ms Peel* gets wobblely wigglely when pressing to max to hold down or when fighting to lift back up and steering damper only increases the speed a tiny bit before the damper delays fork action enough to save a spill spit off. When I took Code's school I had deep serious conversation with him prior, that all I wanted to learn was how bikes felt when over doing loose traction on tarmac to see if THE Gravel travel applied, to find it does in spades, so much that tarmac break loose is fun load relieving refreshment, as tires grip back about instantly when loads cut, not so on THE Gravel or the Grass. He almost lost his head instructor Jason + half the others keeping his word with me but not telling instructors what I was there for. Kieth Code is one of the toughest most will full honest man i've ever meet. One of my worse crashes soon followed but was only because I'd slowed up waiting for instructor who put the x's on the apexes and was about to follow me into a double X chicane I'd go in so fast it became a one skip out apex to me in- between his"far flung" X's so when he flashed pass me very angry, [Code had sent him out one-on-one- to show me why he put his stupid X's where he did] so sitting bolt upright covering brakes I put attention on Jason instead of bike and it wheelied on snicking 4th at 14000 rpm 120 mph to land on stopped tire to low side then hi side off my L foot Onto My Head. It killed off a big bad part of my faulty riding static.
That is same thing I watched happen to 150-200 hp bikes trying to out gun Ms Peel who leaped ahead not up to sky before entering turns first. We talking redline+ in 2nd to do this of course. How many of you know the difference between pilot error and bike faults? I do or would not be doing up Ms Peel to have a public shoot out by big magazine someday. MY error in this case was lack of experience on the faults of moderns and putting attention off bike and road way so forgetting to release front brake before surprise wheelie. Actually I routinely left Hyabrusa's behind on my SV650, but shoot they'd start it not me, we stop for intersection and I'd creep past them to head on home then they'd decide that was the way they were going so I'd hear em make em howl behind me, so I'd nail it to sail the immediate turn onto new hiway and keep on it though the next few turns to be like 3/4 mile ahead by the straight, then would slow way down to see them zooming up to a 100 yd or so then the next turn would appear and I'd nail it this way and that, then slow way down to see them 1/2+ mile behind and wait and wait for their zooming up in mirror to repeat till It must of seemed like magic to see me disapear up so close and closing to reappear few seconds later as tiny spec. But no way on God's grey asphault does my SV stand a chance against dedicated 600's and riders with over 90 hp and less weight, Oh I can keep up in the *turns* with them, ha - only one turn, then they simply leave SV650 behind after that apex, no way to catch back up till they stopped. Pashaw all corner cripples wheelie limited sprinters to past Peel, up to the ton, when she got out gunned upright a number of times, ugh.
You will not see anything fast and dramatic on my factory Trixie, just slow speed stunts to get nerve enough to follow Wes feeling his oats. But I've lied to Wes when on Ms Peel, to send him home before I teased up some angry sports squids to really show them how pitiful their rides were compared to ancient obsolete rubber baby bugger with a rod up the rump.
This is life and death serious dangerous riding I'm talking about, any error or miss understanding or plain ego crap would kill me - so take my notes as you like but its not bluff as reality checks could be my last. I'm looking forward to some real fun flings to get world wide notice or go down in flames on Ms Peel. These are the events that became so routine I developed a side line hobby on joining with a squid squadron that turned their noses up and sneered at my dusty old clunker. "Can I tag along until ... Bored?" There are some extremes of reaction when I stop and get off and sit waiting for them, just like I sense tickling ole Carbono and others with my BS.
Do any of you know what happens when laid over on 900 Ninja into good tight sweeper say 70+ mph with peg folded up to pinch off foot and then some more till fairing chin scrapping and bike fighting back on counter steering tire vector/traction conflicts about to low side into a high side THEN NAIL WOT > I do, > phase 3 energy handling begins but moderns or vintage just can't take it like Peel loves to invite me into and beyond... Shoot do any of you really ride C'do's into hinged handling to know what that's all about in every way that can occur? When a deer or school bus leaps into Graveled path do any of your palms burn RED HOT like medieval Witch hunt truth test - on Any brake reflex pressure at all? Ugh I do.