Most memorable time was at a red light in Houma. I was leaving slow because I had a few friends on HDs riding with me. A Yamaha Raider was already rolling about 30mph in the other lane as he got to the light while it was turning green, and gunned it to show how fast he was going to pass us. I twisted the throttle, and passed him with my front tire in the air. My cousin said it shot a blue flame about a foot out of the pipe when I grabbed 2nd. He fell in behind us and followed us to the Waffle House, to see what I was riding. He'd never heard of a R3 before, but I'm sure he'll never forget what it is now.