Beating my husband (ex) on the drag strip at he Bulldog Bash was the best highlight of my biking years. I grinned all day, so much my cheeks ached ;D
His engine, GPZ900r shoe horned into an Z650 frame, was taken apart (by him, bike mechanic) to find the cause of what was wrong with it, there was nothing! Needless to say much p*** taking for years and years, still makes me grin now 12 years later.
Oh yeah, my bike at the time standard Bandit 600, unfaired.
Love biking but been to far too many funerals, lost my nerve a bit, prefer my push bike nowadays! Getting old! ;D