I just passed the break-in period for my car. My friend and I were pretty damn bored. So we got in my car and drove to some mountain road up in the cuts between San Francisco and San Jose.
We were driving back home and there was this grandpa drivin at like 30 mph on a 50 mile zone, behind the grandpa was some guy on a bike, and I was behind the bike.
After the bike started to pass the grandpa, I downshifted and started goin right on his tail. At first, he pulled ahead and then I started to catch up after the VTEC kicked in. So the guy on the bike slowed down and pulled off the to side and gave me the signal to go ahead... and the dude started playin the same game I was... He was right up on my tail.
I don't know, call it stupid, but I wanted to know how well I could do against a bike on a mountain road. So I down shifted and took off, and he was right behind me... we went through a series of S-curves and each time he would slowly fall behind... especially when I took a 35 mph turn at around 60-ish... nearly killed myself and my friend. No matter how well your suspension is on a stock car... don't do it.
So yea, after my stupid little stunt I slowed down because the adrenaline abuse was getting to me... yea, I was shaking like a crackhead. We reached a straight away and he passed me up... I gave him the thumbs up and he gave one back.
I think he was messin with me... he should've smoked me... but he was nice enough to let me believe I could keep up... what a nice guy
Moral: No more 65mph turns on mountain roads for me.
