It's been raining non stop since I bought my new ZX14r ABS. Of the 125 miles or so that I've done, it seems that every single Harley rider that I've encountered has tried to keep me from passing by hammering the throttle or blasting away from a street light. They seem SO OUT OF TOUCH!! When you have the fastest slow bike of all your riding buddies, that doesn't mean that you're fast. The dude that I destroyed yesterday, I was easily able to educate him at under 4,000 RPMs. (I'm breaking in my engine) I put about nine car lengths on him before I had to stop for the next light. (He wouldn't make eye contact.) This is after he took off first with a spinning tire. Doesn't anyone read?