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Is it cause I'm on a sport bike?

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reaLst

So, I am a closet nerd.
Joined
Feb 4, 2008
Location
San Francisco
Moto(s)
Ducati Streetfighter 1098,
Ducati 848,
Ducati 748,
GSXR 600
I was heading home from work last Friday night via my normal 101S route. About a minute after getting onto the freeway, a red 80's camaro pulls up next to me, him being in the number 2 lane, and me being in the number 3. I look to my left to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. The passenger in the camaro sticks his head out of the window and the camaro takes off into the semi crowded traffic up ahead. The camaro begins to weave wildly in out of every lane as his engine roars.

I don't think anything of it; they are just morons looking for a race, and I just want to get home after a long day at work. I begin to change lanes till I get to the number one lane.

Only about 30 seconds after the red camaro blasted off, a silver corvette pulls up to my right side and sticks around. As soon as I look at the corvette, he begins to enter my lane. As soon as his two left tires enter my lane, I immediately roll the throttle and speed up to give the corvette room to change lanes behind me. Instead of him completely changing lanes, he downshifts and pulls up next to me. Natural instincts kick in this time. This guy does not care for his life or mine. So I downshift and leave him behind the semi crowded traffic, where he cannot pass.

Mind you, the whole corvette scene happened in less than thirty seconds.

After shifting back up to 6th gear, the red camaro had apparently been waiting for me in the slow lane. Now it seems the camaro is out to kill me. He begins his crazy weaving to get right next to me. I, already in survival mode, speed a tad bit up to get ahead of a few cars. Camaro isn't fazed at all. As I look in my mirror, I see the camaro roar up right behind me, tailgating me. I signal to the right, and switch lanes over, preparing to exit. Instead of the Camaro just passing me, however, he decides to follow me into every lane I go into, following me extremely closely. Again, natural instincts kick in, as I prepare to leave the douche behind. I began to roll on the throttle slightly to speed up. As soon as I hit 85mph, I hear the roar of the camaro, and he pulls up next to me, on my right side. the driver sticks his head out of the his window and begins to veer towards my lane, trying to get as close as possible. I immediately down shift, and just pull away splitting between traffic to lose him. I immediately took the next available exit and slowed down considerably.

At the exit, a CHP patrol was stopped at the red light. I was pulling up next to him until the light turned green. The CHP officer started moving, so I honked wildly at the patrol car till I got his attention. I pulled up next to him and told him about the red camaro and silver corvette that nearly took me out. the officer radio'd in the description of the cars and went on his way back to the freeway.


Of course this isn't the first time I was "challenged" to race on the streets. But this is the first time that a cage was so devoted to trying to get me to race, that the cage would actually attempt to kill me. I can only assume both parties in the corvette and camaro know each other.

What would you have done differently?
 
The moral of the story - camaros and corvettes can keep up with GSXRs

:rofl
 
seems like different types of bikes bring unwanted attention from the public...

the best is just go along your own business and let them by and not get tempted to see who is the faster one...
 
glad to see you are ok bro. But i, and this is just me, I would just slow down and stay behind them until they finally realize that Im not interested in racing them and they go on their way and look for trouble somewhere else. Cuz for me, if i roll my throttle and speed up, naturally they would think im trying to race them. Thats just me though but the main point is glad to see you are ok.
ryan
 
Along the lines of 08650r's post... was there any point when instead of downshifting & taking off, you could have engine & wheel braked to safely get behind them? Then you could have followed & made them uncomfortable :laughing
 
yes it cause you're on a sport bike. on my motard to dont get shit from anyone, on my 919 i get very little. on my fully faired bikes i got challenges and asshats fucking with me all the time.
 
I've never had anything that dramatic happen to me. But I have had muscle cars pull up in the adjacent lane and track my speed like they are waiting for me to inititate a race. As soon as they see I'm not playing they move on.
 
I don't get anyone fucking with me. I got more attention in my '89 Lincoln Mark VII with tinted windows. Compared to everyone else around here though, I do dress like a weirdo.
 
reaLst said:
I was heading home from work last Friday night via my normal 101S route. About a minute after getting onto the freeway, a red 80's camaro pulls up next to me, him being in the number 2 lane, and me being in the number 3. I look to my left to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. The passenger in the camaro sticks his head out of the window and the camaro takes off into the semi crowded traffic up ahead. The camaro begins to weave wildly in out of every lane as his engine roars.

I don't think anything of it; they are just morons looking for a race, and I just want to get home after a long day at work. I begin to change lanes till I get to the number one lane.

Only about 30 seconds after the red camaro blasted off, a silver corvette pulls up to my right side and sticks around. As soon as I look at the corvette, he begins to enter my lane. As soon as his two left tires enter my lane, I immediately roll the throttle and speed up to give the corvette room to change lanes behind me. Instead of him completely changing lanes, he downshifts and pulls up next to me. Natural instincts kick in this time. This guy does not care for his life or mine. So I downshift and leave him behind the semi crowded traffic, where he cannot pass.

Mind you, the whole corvette scene happened in less than thirty seconds.

After shifting back up to 6th gear, the red camaro had apparently been waiting for me in the slow lane. Now it seems the camaro is out to kill me. He begins his crazy weaving to get right next to me. I, already in survival mode, speed a tad bit up to get ahead of a few cars. Camaro isn't fazed at all. As I look in my mirror, I see the camaro roar up right behind me, tailgating me. I signal to the right, and switch lanes over, preparing to exit. Instead of the Camaro just passing me, however, he decides to follow me into every lane I go into, following me extremely closely. Again, natural instincts kick in, as I prepare to leave the douche behind. I began to roll on the throttle slightly to speed up. As soon as I hit 85mph, I hear the roar of the camaro, and he pulls up next to me, on my right side. the driver sticks his head out of the his window and begins to veer towards my lane, trying to get as close as possible. I immediately down shift, and just pull away splitting between traffic to lose him. I immediately took the next available exit and slowed down considerably.

At the exit, a CHP patrol was stopped at the red light. I was pulling up next to him until the light turned green. The CHP officer started moving, so I honked wildly at the patrol car till I got his attention. I pulled up next to him and told him about the red camaro and silver corvette that nearly took me out. the officer radio'd in the description of the cars and went on his way back to the freeway.


Of course this isn't the first time I was "challenged" to race on the streets. But this is the first time that a cage was so devoted to trying to get me to race, that the cage would actually attempt to kill me. I can only assume both parties in the corvette and camaro know each other.

What would you have done differently?
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No, it's not because you ride a sport bike (well maybe that's some of it) it's because you let them bait you into "downshifting and leaving them behind." You did it right with the Camaro the first time... let them go on their merry way and act like there's nothing going on, slow down and let them get ahead of you or get off the roadway... If you want to get home safe, don't tangle with cars. In any event where it's just more than play, the cars will win every time.
 
reaLst said:
What would you have done differently?
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Slowed down to a speed that both "racers" would have found too tedious to match.


Your throttle is only an appropriate tool if you use it to get to an exit or if traffic is thick enough that you can gaurantee the aggressors can't match your passing manuevers - but this can be extremely dangerous for other cagers if the aggressors muscle their way through traffic. Splitting traffic to escape on a surface road or in near-stopped freeway traffic can be a solution, but if freeway traffic is moving at a decent clip, a determined cager will catch up to you eventually unless you're intent on mashing through traffic for the duration of your commute, or sustaining ludicrous speeds for an extended period of time. These last two are dangerous enough on their own, but become far more dangerous when you factor in adrenaline and a mental preoccupation with the situation you're trying to escape. It is nearly impossible to maintain focus when you're in flight mode.

So, throttle for an escape, which means to an exit, off of the roadway, or away from an non-moving altercation on a surface road. Otherwise, brake out of the conflict - even if you have to pull off the road/highway or revise your planned route. Let the idiots prove their racing prowess to someone else.


Much better to have the douchebags in front of you than behind. Much better to escape to a well-lit commercial strip and get a cup of coffee than to be on the receiving end of a citation for reckless driving, the defendant in an at-fault collision, or a the winner of a free ride strapped to a gurney.


-Q!
 
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The LAST thing a teenager (mental age) would expect you to do is slow down or move over and slow down.

Any sudden speeding up is interpreted as a challenge to their manliness :toothless
 
Humm, hard to say, if it was (but this case sure sounds like it) just because of the Sport Bike. It can happen with any bike, if the Cager is anti-bike though.

Hey we live in with the inmates, total nut cases are everywhere. The good news, a biker that knows how to ride, and knows how to stay cool, and is on a Sport Bike, has a lot of advantages to make the moves to avoid, what needs to be avoided.

So good job realst, you did good :thumbup
 
:laughing Good one Flying object, there is that :laughing and, (too hard to call from here) but, it's also usually better to drop back, if a car is starting to change lanes and give them all the room possible.

So.... I may of done that differently than the OP.

I'm a firm believer in reading the mirrors to see the drivers face, and read the tires, and read the spaces, etc. But.... I'm too busy to look them in the face or make "eye contact", that way :thumbup
 
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