So, I was reminded once again why I hate most of the people that ride new full-dress Harleys.
I was in my Versa, on the way back from Old Orchard Beach, Maine. My girlfriend in the passenger seat, driving down a nice back road. I am speeding a bit, 55 in a 40 to be exact, pacing a car roughly a hundred feet ahead of me. All of a sudden I hear the unmistakably awful noise of a Harley V-Twin at full throttle. I look behind me to see a full dresser, full fairing Harley. I don't know what the new ones are called, something like FXCHXLCHL Ultra Deluxe Super Classic Wide Low Fat Glide or something of that nature. You know, the ones that cost upwards of $20,000 new. He is riding two-up with a young woman, both of which are wearing t-shirts, docker shorts and no helmets.
He is advancing on me at an estimated 90mph, and continues doing so until nearly locking up his brakes around two car lengths behind me. His bike gets into the beginnings of a death wobble as he nearly rear ends me with his hand wrenching the front brake lever. He then proceeds to do what Harley riders do best: Tailgate me, either all on or all off the throttle, in the lowest gear possible, while swerving from side to side. Then, as usual, he attempts to pass me uphill in a no passing zone, nearly clipping my front left side as he darts back into the lane to avoid an oncoming car.
All of this so he can repeat the same process to the car ahead of me. High-speed approach, borderline death wobble under braking, another dangerous pass and he is gone.
*sigh*