Never, Not interested. I am 60 years old and never in my life have I liked driving at those speeds. Not in a car, Not on a bike. I am a career LEO and have gotten to 110 a few times in a car, those were chases. I di not like it then and do not like it on a bike. and was in an accident once while in a chase. Got broad sided by another car, can say the fact that the prisoner cage in the rear bolted directly to the frame was an important factor in saving my life.

 

Time and place. I do trackdays on a GSXR and see upwards of 130 every lap. On the HD.... no desire to go over 80.

 

 

I've taken my Ultra to 110 (on the speedo) once solo.
Would never do it with the old lady onboard.
Last August, we went down coming off an exit ramp.
Hit a chunk of concrete in the road at about 25 mph.
Road rash bad for both of us.
I had a few cracked ribs, concussion, tweaked an ankle.
Old lady had 7 broken ribs, spent 2 days in ICU and 6 days total in the hospital.
They pulled 22 ounces of fluid from her lung.
Couldn't imagine what would have happened at greater speed than that!
I ain't tempting fate.

 

Back when I had fast bikes with sophisticated suspensions and high-performance brakes?

All the time.

On HD's?

No thanks.

 

Regarding the aging process they say sixty (years old) is the new forty. Regarding the speeding process I say 80 mph is the old 100 mph.

The last time I saw >100 mph on a bike was about 1975 or so. My CB750 developed a shimmy...then a wiggle....then a wobble...then a death wobble so bad I was within 3 seconds of losing it completely. I saved it but died 3 times in my mind. THAT completely cured my curiosity about triple-digit speed on 2 wheels forever. I've got better ways to get my thrills and smiles nowadays.

 

I rode the century all the time on a cop bike, never on my Dyna.

 

Spring 82. He told me that he didn't care how fast i went and he stopped clocking me when I hit a 100 but he knew he had to catch me when I passed the semi on a dbl. yellow. I had no idea how fast because no gauges. Got a week off for being late. Couple weeks later I was running a little late and hauling and next thing he was beside me. Waved and his tail lights became BBs in no time. Indiana State in unmarked interceptor. Never did find his hiding place, lol. He really didn't care how fast I went and the message about how fast he could go was quite clear. Rt. 421 Westville , IN, 73 Shovel. Wish I still had it.

 

 

Passed an entire HOG Chapter once that were riding like a bunch of old women. Waited about 10 miles before I could get a clear shot. The back of the pack was rubberbanding real bad at about 45 mph. I didn't want to only get halfway through them, so I timed it and wound it up good when I passed.
When I went around the two lead guys, I was doing 117, and she was still pulling hard. I'm sure they all thought I was crazy.
Everything was fine and smooth, but I decided after that one to stop next time and let them get down the road from now on.