Was walking out to the bike last night after work (9:30).  There were three guys already saddled up, two had their engines started and they were waiting on the third guy to get started.  (2 V-Star 1100's and a Street Glide.)  I opened the trunk to grab my jacket and one of the guys yelled at the third guy "Come ON!  He's giving us a head start!"  The third guy got all flustered and hurredly cranked it up and pulled out with no warm up at all.  They all blasted for the parking lot exit and were on the main drag by the time I got dressed and had it warmed up.  I headed out and caught a traffic light just prior to the onramp to the freeway.  I heard all three bikes hard on the pipes as they blew onto the onramp.  They know that if I can see their taillights from any distance I will chase them down. 

The light finally turned green and I had a nice, leisurely ride home.  I smiled all the way back to the house imagining those guys looking for me in their mirrors.  No telling how fast they went.

Priceless.