You are riding along and the road is good. Your speed just gets higher and your grin widens as the adrenalin starts to flow. This is so good ! the scenery starts to blurr and the engine is getting louder but sounds so sweet. Then at the 160 kph mark that little voice of reason starts nagging in your head but the other voice is saying f@#k off do-gooder this is Fun with a capital F. Yesterday the voice of reason finally won . I had done warp factor 1 - 2 - and 3 . Seeing what the top speed was in those gears. An idiot in an old diesel ute came out of a side road and made me follow in his oily fumes till the road straightened up. Pulled out, hit the rocket launcher and left him in the distance. Still in 4th doing 160 kph when the voices started - hmmm perfect road, no wind lets try warp 4. Hit 205 kph and the rev limiter still hadn't cut in. Guide posts looked like a white picket fence. Couldn't see the scenery just focusing on keeping it all together and waiting for the limiter as per the bad idea voice. Then finally the voice of reason won - what if the rev limiter isn't working you d#$ckhead, what if you hit a pot hole or a parrot, if you come off you are going to be smeared over a big distance like all the other road kill but the clincher came :- congratulations you are the fastest grandad on a Duc in Tassie, at this particular moment, is it really worth it and will it say that on your tombstone. The voice of reason has won, I aim to stay under 160 kph and will let someone else tell me the top speeds of warp factor 5 and 6 on their Monster.