My motorcycle backfires. Frequently. I've driven it long enough to know when a backfire will come. So it doesn't scare me anymore. Every time I turn the motor off it backfires; sometimes a feminine "puff" but usually a "ka-pow." When I decelerate from a high speed it will backfire about half the time. Say I'm going along at 50 or 55 mph and a red light is ahead. I let go of the throttle a little and "ka-pow!" It sounds like a rifle shot. Heads turn and people look for blood spurting out of someone or other evidence of a shooting. Now, it's kinda fun to watch people react. I saw a guy on a bike freak out as he was peacefully pedaling along Island Lake as I went up the Victoria exit ramp off Hwy. 694. He jerked so hard I thought he might tip over. A burly construction contractor startled as he filled his gas tank at the Superamerica on Hwy. 35 and Lake Drive. The ka-pow sounds extra loud under a gas station canopy. Even though there is nothing I can do to prevent the backfiring, I do feel a little guilty not only looking for but also enjoying the reactions of bystanders.
2 comments:
Getting enjoyment for scaring others with your bike is not like you! Reading your blog made me giggle though! Does that mean *great minds* think alike? Haha
I know it's not like me. Normally I don't like to draw attention But in this case, I can't help it. So I figured I might as well have fun with it.
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