dcarver
Well-known member
Let me start off by saying I own and ride a Harley. 1991 FLHTCU with 130k + on the clock.. that's kinda what makes this even funnier to me.
Yesterday, leaving work, approaching freeway onramp. Dang. Tank bag not zippered shut. Cruise to the onramp shoulder, zipper it up, adjust helmet, check for traffic behind on freeway and onramp, then nail it. As I'm, uhh, 'merging' (blowing by everybody), I also pass up a Harley who's in the left lane. Now this guy is not a RUBBIE nor a poser nor a Hells Angel. His bike is dirty, he's sporting Washington plates, camping equipment and it looks like he's been on the road for awhile.. In other words, a rider.
So as I go by, I wave at him :yahoo: .. No wave back.. No big deal. As the traffic in my lane, the slow lane, slowed down due to a truck, Mr. Harley is going to now pass me.. So I sit almost side saddle, look him straight in the eye as he goes by.. and WAVE again :yahoo: at him. He doesn't do ****.. Hmmm.. me thinks he thinks he is too good to wave at a Jap bike.. what the hell, time for some FUN! So I accelerate up, maneuver right beside him (he's still in #1, I'm in #2 lane), match his speed and WAVE WAVE WAVE :yahoo: :yahoo: at him with big exaggerated movements.. like how a puppy dog greets his owner... and still nothing, nada, zip.. But it must have pissed Mr. Congeniality right off caused he accelerates up to 90+ to get away from me. HAH! I match his speed, pull right along side and WAVE WAVE WAVE.. :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: Gawd this is fun! He doesn't crack a smile, no wave.. but away he goes... up to about 108.. so I do the only friendly thing a fella could do.. I match his speed, pull up along side and WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: again.. I'm laughing so hard now I'm damn near crying.. and Mr. Harley has had enough, again. He grabs what's left of the throttle, makes a bunch more noise.... and gets up to maybe 110.. and that's it, he's topped out.. So I pull up alongside again, this time lock the throttle down, take both hands off and wave with *BOTH* hands at him.. then unlock the throttle, rocket up to 130 and left the poor ******* alone.. But damn it sure was fun... and in my last look back in the mirrors, he finally did wave! :****:
Yesterday, leaving work, approaching freeway onramp. Dang. Tank bag not zippered shut. Cruise to the onramp shoulder, zipper it up, adjust helmet, check for traffic behind on freeway and onramp, then nail it. As I'm, uhh, 'merging' (blowing by everybody), I also pass up a Harley who's in the left lane. Now this guy is not a RUBBIE nor a poser nor a Hells Angel. His bike is dirty, he's sporting Washington plates, camping equipment and it looks like he's been on the road for awhile.. In other words, a rider.
So as I go by, I wave at him :yahoo: .. No wave back.. No big deal. As the traffic in my lane, the slow lane, slowed down due to a truck, Mr. Harley is going to now pass me.. So I sit almost side saddle, look him straight in the eye as he goes by.. and WAVE again :yahoo: at him. He doesn't do ****.. Hmmm.. me thinks he thinks he is too good to wave at a Jap bike.. what the hell, time for some FUN! So I accelerate up, maneuver right beside him (he's still in #1, I'm in #2 lane), match his speed and WAVE WAVE WAVE :yahoo: :yahoo: at him with big exaggerated movements.. like how a puppy dog greets his owner... and still nothing, nada, zip.. But it must have pissed Mr. Congeniality right off caused he accelerates up to 90+ to get away from me. HAH! I match his speed, pull right along side and WAVE WAVE WAVE.. :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: Gawd this is fun! He doesn't crack a smile, no wave.. but away he goes... up to about 108.. so I do the only friendly thing a fella could do.. I match his speed, pull up along side and WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE WAVE :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: :yahoo: again.. I'm laughing so hard now I'm damn near crying.. and Mr. Harley has had enough, again. He grabs what's left of the throttle, makes a bunch more noise.... and gets up to maybe 110.. and that's it, he's topped out.. So I pull up alongside again, this time lock the throttle down, take both hands off and wave with *BOTH* hands at him.. then unlock the throttle, rocket up to 130 and left the poor ******* alone.. But damn it sure was fun... and in my last look back in the mirrors, he finally did wave! :****: