6. Find The Sportbike Scene


Maybe it was because I’m old… and was riding a cruiser… but whenever I approached a group of sportbike riders to find out where they congregated after dark, I was created with blank stares and a mumbled, “I don’t know.” I guess I look too much like The Man. Still, wherever a flock of sportbikes turn up at Daytona, shenanigans are sure to happen. I’m still looking for a scene like the glory days of the Hess station on International Speedway Blvd. where the look-at-me kids were hanging in the front and the drag racers were talking smack and making deals in the back. If you ever want to learn the fine art of trash talk, view the negotiations of an illegal drag race.