After the Beer post, reminded me of a time about 25 years ago when me & a buddy went riding downtown to do some bar hoping. He drug me into the Biker Bar were a young fellow riding a Rice Burner wasn't very welcome. I drank my 1 beer & told him it was time to go. A little later that night, one of the patrons from that bar pulled up beside me (he was Extremly Juiced up) and recognized us from earlier. Sitting at the Red Light, he starts reving that ole V Twin HD for all she's worth looking to race my Suzi GS750 (with Loud pipe of course). So I bring the revs upto about 7K and wait for the light to turn green. The light changes & I ease out slowly on the clutch to putter off of the light as he takes off like a Bat out of H.LL and twisting that HD for everything she had. Why didn't I race him? As he pulled up to the stop light so did a cop & he was so Juiced he was totally unaware. We tooted our Rice Burner horns as we passed he & Mr Police Officer (Beep-Beep). Lesson learned never Ride or Drive in that condition.