Let me explain.
Thanksgiving Day, my family went to my Grandmothers for the traditional dinner. What was different this year was that my nephew had his 95 Yamaha FZR 1000 at her home. Here's sort of what it looked like:
So, after lunch, we head out to take a look at the bike. It's not in pristine shape, but my nephew paid $700 for it and it runs, so it's ok. I sit on the bike and it feels pretty good, even comfortable. He hands me the keys and I crank the bike. I probably shouldn't have done that, but I did so there was nothing left for me to do but take it for a test drive, you know?
I was a bit jittery but the bike was very smooth. Anyway, after driving it a mile or so, I turned around to ride back to my Grandmother's home. I got it turned around and decided to give it a tiny bit of throttle....
After a tiny bit of throttle, I glanced down at the speedometer and saw the needle was only at 20 mph or so. You know, barely off the zero mark on the guage. In the split second it took me to look back up to the road, something registered that I was going faster than 20mph.
A quick glance back at the speedometer showed that although the needle was in the 20 mph spot on the usual guages I've seen in cars and other vehicles, on this particular FZR, it was actually 50-60 mph...
Oh, how much throttle did I give the 95 Yamaha to get from 0 to 50 + in probably three seconds? Well, I maybe moved my wrist a quarter of an inch.
So that's what it feels like, huh?
Maybe my Nephew really doesn't want the FZR?
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And thus it begins!
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