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<blockquote data-quote="bluzman" data-source="post: 790023" data-attributes="member: 47800"><p>A KZ1000 almost caused a very embarassing moment for me many moons ago.</p><p></p><p>In 1990, after not owning a motorcycle for many years, I bought my first Harley-Davidson, a Sportster. I began riding with a group who enjoyed long (300-400 mile) day rides and quickly decided that something more comfortable and with a bigger gas tank was needed so I traded the Sporty for a used 85th Anniversary (1988 model) Electra-Glide Classic. It was the first of several "baggers" I would own over the years.</p><p></p><p>Anyway, I was on my way up PCH on a Sunday morning heading for a breakfast place I liked in San Luis Obispo County when I saw some riders on the side huddled around one of their bikes. I stopped to see if they needed help. The bike in question had a loose muffler bracket and no one had a wrench to tighten the offending bolt. OTOH, I had a tool kit in one of my saddle bags so the the problem was quickly solved.</p><p></p><p>I put my tool kit away mounted up and was preparing to leave when a CHP motor officer pulled up on his KZ1000. Once he was sure everything was ok, he too prepared to leave. I began slowly rolling and checking traffic when the cop, who was just ahead of me, took off. He accelerated so quickly, I thought I had stalled and started to put a foot down before I realized I was moving...damn near dumped it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="bluzman, post: 790023, member: 47800"] A KZ1000 almost caused a very embarassing moment for me many moons ago. In 1990, after not owning a motorcycle for many years, I bought my first Harley-Davidson, a Sportster. I began riding with a group who enjoyed long (300-400 mile) day rides and quickly decided that something more comfortable and with a bigger gas tank was needed so I traded the Sporty for a used 85th Anniversary (1988 model) Electra-Glide Classic. It was the first of several "baggers" I would own over the years. Anyway, I was on my way up PCH on a Sunday morning heading for a breakfast place I liked in San Luis Obispo County when I saw some riders on the side huddled around one of their bikes. I stopped to see if they needed help. The bike in question had a loose muffler bracket and no one had a wrench to tighten the offending bolt. OTOH, I had a tool kit in one of my saddle bags so the the problem was quickly solved. I put my tool kit away mounted up and was preparing to leave when a CHP motor officer pulled up on his KZ1000. Once he was sure everything was ok, he too prepared to leave. I began slowly rolling and checking traffic when the cop, who was just ahead of me, took off. He accelerated so quickly, I thought I had stalled and started to put a foot down before I realized I was moving...damn near dumped it. [/QUOTE]
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