I stopped at a red light and a kawa zephyr 1100 squeezes between me and the right lane (pretty close). I hate that.
Then he started reving his bike. I love that.
Poor guy. 90 horsies but no chance. Either he didn't know how to ride or sh*t his pants when we blasted through a nearby tunnel with my bigshots. At the next traffic light he came beside me again "hey man, quite fast for a chopper" – "yupp, at least faster than you"
He had bad luck and met me on my home course to work. Twisties through tunnels (city) and no space for cops with radar control.