The Red Power Ranger (RPR) tried to kill me last weekend. Germany, Sunday, mid-day and sunny. It was about 74.2F according to the bike. I’m on a nice easy ride down some twisty roads, keeping the speed at a reasonable level for once.
Coming up on a blind left turn, my bike in the right tire track of my lane. A sport bike comes blasting around the corner, in the other direction, leaned way over. RPR hit the apex way too early and couldn’t keep it in his lane. I saw him coming in hot and make a move to the right to give him as much room as I can. If he kept turning like he was he would have only came into my lane a little and all would have been fine. He must have seen me when he crossed into my lane because he panicked and stood the bike up!
We are on an intercept course at warp speed. I lean left hard and brake (who says you can’t brake and turn?). It’s still not enough. I tuck my right elbow in and try to climb over to the left side of the bike as far as I can in the split second I have. Blast of wind and the wail of a rocket at high RPM on my right.
Holy crap! Made it! Coming to a stop and looking in my mirror expecting to see a flash of red disappear in to the woods. I see the RPR going around the next turn. Somehow he managed to stay on the pavement!
I pulled off the road at a view turn off. Sat on a park bench and enjoyed the view for a while. I imagine RPR was doing the same thing right about then.
Coming up on a blind left turn, my bike in the right tire track of my lane. A sport bike comes blasting around the corner, in the other direction, leaned way over. RPR hit the apex way too early and couldn’t keep it in his lane. I saw him coming in hot and make a move to the right to give him as much room as I can. If he kept turning like he was he would have only came into my lane a little and all would have been fine. He must have seen me when he crossed into my lane because he panicked and stood the bike up!
We are on an intercept course at warp speed. I lean left hard and brake (who says you can’t brake and turn?). It’s still not enough. I tuck my right elbow in and try to climb over to the left side of the bike as far as I can in the split second I have. Blast of wind and the wail of a rocket at high RPM on my right.
Holy crap! Made it! Coming to a stop and looking in my mirror expecting to see a flash of red disappear in to the woods. I see the RPR going around the next turn. Somehow he managed to stay on the pavement!
I pulled off the road at a view turn off. Sat on a park bench and enjoyed the view for a while. I imagine RPR was doing the same thing right about then.
