Jason Welch Cracks the Ton!
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I
"cracked the Ton" for the first time today. I was
following Suzanne in her car, and she swung into the left
lane on route 101 and stepped on it. I knew what she was doing.
We had talked about it the other day, similar situation but
I let off around 90mph... I think. She gave me hell for letting
off that day. Can't read the speedo once I hit 85 or so, the
needle dances like a cheering section. Today was different.
I was prepared for that last 10mph. I knew I had to lean down
on the tank and open the throttle full on. The noise that
the motor makes is that of a snarling tiger. It felt good.
At 90, my front wheel starts to bounce a bit, I think it is
out of balance, but shit, I don't notice it till I hit 90.
This has been my "ok, I'm done" point in the past.
Not today. Today I was ready. I rolled on, leaned down, and
held on. I hit 103mph before I let off. My directional signals
were doing the dance of joy, and I could see my wife in the
car ahead of me celebrating as we slowed down. The directional
signals come lose and spin from all the vibration. It usually
pisses me off to no end, but today I was ok with it. I had
just cracked the ton for the first time on a 1973 machine
that was born three months before me.
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