To top this ride off, I got in a drag race with a Harley
I was about half a mile from home and pulled up to a stoplight. Guy on a Harley pulled up next to me on my left with his baseball cap on backwards. Did not look my way. No biggie, kinda used to that treatment from Harley riders. Not sure what model it was. One of the big, loud shaky ones without all the bags and stuff.
He didn't rev his engine and just sat there looking forward. I was thinking about chores I needed to do when I got home. The light turns green and he hammers it. I was caught off guard, but went ahead and hammered it a second later. The Tiger 900 is no speed demon, but it had no problem reeling that Harley in and blowing by it in short order
I gave him a thumbs up as I blew by. He gave no reaction and then purposefully stayed behind me until I turned off on my street a block or so later.
It was the cherry on top of a fantastic day of riding