Gateway to Dominance
FLAT OUT ON A LONG, STRAIGHT road not far from Daytona in Florida, I’m doing my best to squeeze every last drop of speed from the racy Honda CB92. In an attempt to cheat the wind as much as possible I’m hunched down over the silver-painted tank, peering through the tiny fly-screen, my chin almost touching the friction steering damper knob above the top yoke.
Between my knees, the parallel twin motor is straining every sinew, beginning to vibrate just a little more as the revs climb higher and higher. In front of my eyes, set into the headlight, is the angular speedometer, whose needle is flickering slightly as it goes through 70 mph (112 km/h)... 75... 80... Finally, the Honda just breaks 85 mph (135 km/h) before I decide that’s enough and shut the throttle, mindful that surely no elderly roadster
