After lunch my wife decided that she'd like to go to Whonnock Lake for a little
stroll... and I agree because I figure there will be some nice ladies in bikinis.
On the way out, I ask her "Which road is the one with Whonnock on it?". Ridden
by it a zillion times, but not sure exactly which street it is. "The one with
the new traffic light..." she says. I realize it ISN'T, but I know that one to be
a nice twisty one... so I go along with it... "Sure Thing".
Keep in mind I'm in a Honda Accord sedan, manual. It's no sport car.
I start up the road, and immediately I'm picturing myself on the gixxer. I
think to myself..."IT IS ON BITCH!"
So I wind the piss out of the little vtec engine, and we are flying around
these corners... well over impound speed... wheels hanging off in the
gravel and leaning inside the car as if I'm on the bike. Into a blind corner
that I know very well, she is shitting herself... I'm trail braking the accord
and appling full throttle at apex, launching corner to corner.
"STOP IT! YOU ARE DRIVING LIKE A FUCKING IDIOT"
lmao. She felt sick after the ride.
Maybe next weekend I take her for a little spin to Winthrop in the car. lol.
I'll get into the car with my Shoei on... and gloves. lmao.