So I was cruising home from visiting my girl and a guy on a harley blows by me. I dont think much about it until we get next to each other at the light. He hears the truck idling and decides to rev at me so I creep forward a bit. So does he. Finally the light turns green and he gets me off the light as I try to find the appropriate amount of throttle to avoid tire spin. I finally get WOT into it around 40 and start to pull him in. By 85 im back even with him and its a good race with me slightly pulling away. I finally shut it down at 115 with about 2 truck lengths on him. I he gives a thumbs up as he goes by and I do the same. So I turn in to the jack in the box to grab a milkshake before getting home. The guy in the drive thru has a sn95 mustang and really likes the truck and asks me if I was the one running the bike. I tell him yeah and he says that was sick and that the shake is free cuz I made his night. I was pretty happy with that...not a bad way to end a friday night.