Welp, after riding my brand spanking new 2008 Adventurine Silver K1200GT home through thunderstorms and lightening yesterday
, I awoke this AM to blue sky, 70-80 degree temps and in general a great day to try out my just washed GT.
After getting all my honey doos done, I finally got on the bike at 2:30 PM.
Man, what a bike. I've never driven a Formula 1 car but this had to be close! Sounds and feels like it has an electric motor in it.
Almost no noise, just whine, whine, whine, whine, whine and whine, then O'my God >100+.
I rode up to a little mountain ridge just north of Columbus to try out the only 8 twisties in the area (45 mph speed limit). I'm having the time of my life and bother to take a look at the speedo. 80 +, geez, let off and how the hell and I gonna ever ride this bike without ending up in jail! Just after that, I passed a Park ranger doing about 50, waved and he just looked back. Lots of motorcycle tearing up the only twisties we have around here. He was standing there with a news reporter and TV van, probably doing a thing-a-ma-popper about crazy motorcycle riders. Anyway, got past that one and spent the rest of the afternoon trying to stay below 70.
On my way home, I took a little traveled 2 lane road along the river back to Columbus (55 mph speed limit). Stopped and bought fuel, then took off for home not really paying much attention, as I was not trying to speed, at least knowingly.
I'm riding along and look in the rear view mirror and notice a little black dot way back there moving up rapidly. Hum, what could that be, sos I start looking at the speedo keeping it around 64-65 (as we all know BMW speedos are 6-7 fast, right?). Black dot slows some but keep gaining. It's a black Dodge Charger. Hum, could be a cop, sos I really what the speedo keeping it at 64-65 (57-58, right). He follows me for a little while, then blue lights start flashing all over the place. Shit!
It's a very unmarked Georgia Highway Patrol car. Pulled over and sit. He tells me to get off the bike. Asked: "Do you know how fast you were going when you passed me back there?" Me: "I have know idea, I never saw you. I just got this bike yesterday and am learning about it. My last BMW speedo was 7 mph fast, I assumed this one was too. When you pulled me over, my speedo indicated 64-65 mph. How fast did you show I was going?" He said he showed 65 mph but that I was going a lot faster than that when I passed him on the side of the road, sos I guess the GT's speedo is accurate, or at least mine is.
Then, I tried to explain to him that I don't have my GPS yet and that BMW are known for their overly fast reading speedos and that I had just spent the entire afternoon trying not to go fast (mostly true, but maybe a little white lie), as this bike had more damn power than anyone could believe. Hell, just sneeze and the damn thing will jump 30 mph. Honest, I was really not trying to speed. My last bike was 865 pounds with 100 hp and this one is 645 pounds with 156 hp. I must have said that with a big shit eating grin on my face, cuz he just smile and said I'm gonna give you a warning ticket, but what that speedometer.
He never did tell my how fast I was going.
Oh, I almost forgot, he complimented me on riding ATGATT!
Honest officer, it's really all Grif's fault, honest it really is!