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My 3 scariest moments have been on my motorcycle. The worst was when I was being followed by my buddy and 3 hot chicks in his Honda Passport. There were these railroad tracks a little before his apartment. I had started screwing around on them the last 50 times or so that I had went to his place.
I would hit the gas on the bike and light the rear tire up while on the railroad tracks (plastic stuff in between the tracks) then on the other side the tire would grab and pull me up into a wheelie. It was sweet! I had pulled it off great the last 25+ times. With the chicks back there I hit the gas a bit too much and ended up going into a huge wheelie. I was so far over that I scraped the bottom of my license plate on the ground. This is a relocated license plate, so basically my tail light was scraping the ground! Luckily there was a hill on the other side of the tracks, hitting the hill gave my rear tire a bit of traction and got the front end back down. I was WAY past vertical.
My buddy had locked up his brakes because he thought I was going to crash, but I brought it down fine. I racked my nuts harder than hell though!! They all thought it was awesome as hell.
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My motorcycle is stock and reliable, my Talon is neither!
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