
I'm not certain that I was mentally present during this moment. Secondarily, I'm not entirely certain whether it was a GPS error or an accurate recording. I was passing a line of freighters in West Texas at the time.
I've slowed down some since. About a year and a half ago I came off the back on my Interstate as near as I can tell at somewhere near eighty miles per hour. I landed on the asphalt on my face and the last memory I have for a couple of weeks is the bike going into what I interpreted as a high speed wobble, tank slapper. Later view of the wrecked bike would indicate I likely lost rear inflation very rapidly. I've no real interest in revisiting that experience. These days I'm not likely to push the Valkyrie to its maximum speed. I have regularly traveled into triple digits and that's good enough for me.
I apologize for throwing a sort of wet blanket on the discussion.