That about sums it up. Bikers are the only ones who really appreciate why dogs stick their heads out of car windows
For me it's more about the corners than the straight bits. Any fool can do 200mph is the road is straight, flat and long. Not everyone can tip into a corner using every bit of tyre, have the front walk across the apex and then leave a dirty great black line on the exit. That my friend, it ball breaking, heart stopping fun!
Although, just a quick adage from the other weekend...
A few of us headed up into the hills for a weekend of motorcycle debauchery. There were 17 of us on the Friday night, and 34 on the Saturday night. I rode 1000Km (600miles) in 4 days. On the Saturday those of us who had stayed Friday night rode down to meet the others on their way up.
We have found what is now termed a secret squirrel road, and wanted to share its joy. The road is made up of many short straights and open sweepers. There is nothing too tight, and there is the odd straight for those who like going fast. On one such straight there is a bridge. It's not a big bridge, more a hump to allow a stream to pass under the road. Image the road comes down a sweeping hill, goes straight and then back up again. Half way along the straight is the bridge. From the top of the hill it looks like a concrete patch in the tarmac. We're hooning by this point. We sweep down the hill and accelerate along the straight. I've just passed 100mph (or 110mph as the guy on the ZX12 behind me called it) when I find the bridge. I'm still hard on the power and the front just launches - and the back follows. I'm airborne at 110mph!
Two weeks later I still can't get the smile off my face and the 10 didn't even twitch on landing.