A tale of the RT's sick ability to stop...
Riding in South Florida can be a tad bit on the interesting side. In the last two or three years, my usual highway, I-595, has been under construction. I was in the #1 lane enjoying an open lane in front of me and a steady flow of cars in lanes 2 & 3. Now, a year or so back, I spent an afternoon practicing hard braking seeing that I was replacing the tires the following day. I practiced swerving and 45-0 stops. On this particular day, I'd venture to say I was somewhere between 60-70 mph. Now, my lane was open in front of me by about 100 yds (rare) and the SUV behind me was about 50-75 yds back. Again, rare. Off to my left, the driver of an empty dump truck must have mistook this patch of openness as the total 175 yds worth of lane to merge into traffic. I'm happy to say the second I saw him, I let off the gas and prepped to brake; however, actively thought... "No way he would ever..." And then he did - pull right out in front of me. I remember yelling at the top of my lungs while squeezing and pressing the life out of my lever and pedal. There was no swerving; only an upright forward traveling emergency stop on dry asphalt with 2,000 mile old Michilin PR2's. Anyway, I believe the only thing that gave me the strength that day to stay on the bike, as opposed to flying over the bars, was my adrenaline kick. Wow.
I never actually came to a full stop... Down to 5-10 mph maybe. I cleared my head and talked myself out of pulling along side this A-hole and telling him off. I rode on. A mile or two up the road, traffic came to a stop. A guy in a newer Corvette lowered his window and asked me if I was okay. We inched a few feet. He told me he's raced amatuer circuits all his life and never saw anything slow down as fast as I did. His last words were classic... "Man, I thought you were a gonner!"
Looking back, I believe it would have been quite different had I not let off the gas and prepped the brakes. While this is intended to share a story of our bikes sick ability to brake, please let this also be a reminder that we should always assume the potential hazard we see ahead will proceed in a manner against us.