I'm not against motorcycles but yesterday I was driving home with my windows down and this "chopper bike" with a fatty back tire pulls alongside me and I found myself yelling at my girlfriend to have a conversation. Yeah, I could've rolled the windows up but it was a nice night to cruise I decided to get around this guy by putting the pedal down a little bit and low and behold he thinks I'm trying to race him!!! So I thought oh well, he'll probably smoke me but who cares. I hit the gas and we started racing. I would say at about 120 mph he was wondering what was wrong with his bike. I didn't pull away from him very much but he was far enough away that I could see him in my rear mirror. Don't get me wrong, he had a nice bike but those choppers are abnoxiously loud and the guys that drive them are always in the way [:@]!!!