I'm not mounting the GoPro today, as I'm going slowly anyway
Inviato: gio mar 26, 2026 3:22 am
I was riding my way home from work, the engine just warming up, when in the mirror I see a distant motorcycle overtaking a car in the wrong direction and approaching at high speed.
I'm in fifth gear at 3,000 rpm, I don't feel like downshifting, so I open it up to 3/4 and get to 130 rpm. I'll delay the braking, I think. He comes up on the braking and passes me as if I were standing still, waving at me with his foot.
A Panigale, oh how beautiful.
Okay.
I stick to it.
At the roundabout, I hope he turns where I turn, and that's it.
Several curves await us, flanked by high guardrails, Macau GP style.
First left-hander, he stays on the inside, I appear on the outside alongside, then he decides to cut the next few curves and dive into the blind right-hander. After years of experimenting, I ride this curve completely safely, entering at 80 km/h. He goes up to 160 km/h and brakes as if he were up against a wall. He takes it at 70 km/h, obviously on the inside. I pull up alongside him on the left and ride it alongside him, who's starting to get nervous. He takes the next few curves with trajectories that sound like "you'll never pass even if I'm stationary." We reach the roundabout where we continue left. The Mongolian puts all his energy on the brakes and engine, while I'm playing it cool. It's time to play my trump cards.
I'm in fifth gear at 3,000 rpm, I don't feel like downshifting, so I open it up to 3/4 and get to 130 rpm. I'll delay the braking, I think. He comes up on the braking and passes me as if I were standing still, waving at me with his foot.
A Panigale, oh how beautiful.
Okay.
I stick to it.
At the roundabout, I hope he turns where I turn, and that's it.
Several curves await us, flanked by high guardrails, Macau GP style.
First left-hander, he stays on the inside, I appear on the outside alongside, then he decides to cut the next few curves and dive into the blind right-hander. After years of experimenting, I ride this curve completely safely, entering at 80 km/h. He goes up to 160 km/h and brakes as if he were up against a wall. He takes it at 70 km/h, obviously on the inside. I pull up alongside him on the left and ride it alongside him, who's starting to get nervous. He takes the next few curves with trajectories that sound like "you'll never pass even if I'm stationary." We reach the roundabout where we continue left. The Mongolian puts all his energy on the brakes and engine, while I'm playing it cool. It's time to play my trump cards.
