Join Date: May 2007
Sportbike: 09 R6 09, RS125
Years Riding: Not enough
How you found us: Spongebob
So I'm heading down Shoefactory towards Higgins with two Cruisers in front of me. We are in a rather loose staggered formation with the front rider a little extra distance ahead. We all turn right onto Higgins, which has a stop light around 300 feet away. At this point in time there are three lanes, the left is clear, right has one car, and the center has four cars. The lights are red.
The front Cruiser pulls into the right lane, while his buddy hesitates, checks his back, and then pulls into the right lane. Knowing this was going to happen I gave him plenty of room, and engine braked towards the group of four cars in the center lane at a whopping 5-8mph. Suddenly I hear this squeal behind me, so I shoulder check and see this guy in a white sedan behind me who almost rear ended me. I roll forward a few more feet, then dump it into neutral, put my feet down and look behind me. At this time the lights were still red.
The guy pulls into the left lain along side me with his right window down and shouts "Your brake lights are out." Knowing full well they weren't as I had just been doing work on my bike, and that I had engine braked I shouted back they weren't. The guy shouted it again, and I shout back "What does it matter, the lights were red, pay attention to the road" and pointed to the lights. The guy shouts back "Well fuck ya then," so I give him the one finger salute, after all he did nearly run into me, and he should have paid attention to the clearly visible red light. The light turned green about this point, and the guy floored it in front of me and stopped. Having no desire to kick the douche bags head in, I accelerate into the left lane and get the bike up to around 60 with moderate acceleration and then back it off to 50 with two SUV's in front of me. The road at this point had merged into two lanes.
I check my mirror and the asshole was speeding towards me. As he got closer he cuts into the center of both lanes. It was clear to me the fucker was going to try to ram me or do something clearly not with my best intentions in mind. So I gas it and cut between the two cars, get the bike up to ~130mph, pass through a few cars and get myself into a position where the guy clearly had no chance of catching up.
Anyway, I figured I'd just share my experience.