{"id":63093,"date":"2026-10-08T04:46:49","date_gmt":"2026-10-08T04:46:49","guid":{"rendered":"urn:motra-oct3:MOTRA:93"},"modified":"2026-10-09T21:36:04","modified_gmt":"2026-10-09T21:36:04","slug":"motra-motra-may-2007-pushing-too-hard-93","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/?p=63093","title":{"rendered":"Insurance Corner &#8211; Pushing Too Hard \u2014 May 2007"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Originally published in Motorcycles On The Road Again, May 2007.<\/em><\/p>\n\n<p>Pushing Too Hard<\/p>\n\n<p>Sue Haley<\/p>\n\n<p>In May of last year, I was with a small group of riders in the Hill Country of Texas. Johnny, my husband, led the group followed by me in &quot;close&quot; second position.<\/p>\n\n<p>When I say &quot;close&quot;, those who have ridden with us know that my front fender is normally inches away from Johnny&#x27;s rear fender.<\/p>\n\n<p>We&#x27;ve ridden like that for about four years, covering thousands of miles together. Johnny&#x27;s either just gotten used to it, or learned to accept it. I can&#x27;t tell you the raised eyebrows I&#x27;ve faced and fingers shaking I&#x27;ve stared down in defense of &quot;that&#x27;s just how I like to ride.&quot;<\/p>\n\n<p>The truth is &#8230; I am just that competitive. As hard as I have tried to &quot;ride my own ride&quot;, I can&#x27;t help myself. Something just happens to me when I ride behind Johnny. I start out nice and easy, keeping a safe distance, telling myself to stay back, but before I know it I&#x27;m right on Johnny&#x27;s tail and pushing hard to stay a few inches away.<\/p>\n\n<p>I listen to the sound of his motor and when he gears down, I&#x27;ll shift down too. When he gives it throttle in a curve, I&#x27;ll give it throttle. He doesn&#x27;t use his brakes except to come to a complete stop, so I don&#x27;t use my brakes until I come to a complete stop. When he pushes it to 90 &#8211; 100 MPH, I am right behind him.<\/p>\n\n<p>I remember one day we went for a ride with a bunch of guys. As we pulled out of Hill Top Johnny said to me, &quot;Babe, the guys, and I are going to take off fast, but we&#x27;ll wait up for you at the light.&quot;<\/p>\n\n<p>Something just happened in me.<\/p>\n\n<p>&quot;Johnny,&quot; I replied, &quot;If I&#x27;m not waiting for YOU at the light, I&#x27;ll be right beside you.&quot;<\/p>\n\n<p>I peeled out right along with them and zoomed by. I got their attention. I have been lectured to, shamed, scolded, and warned of what could happen and I really try to be good, but once he gets in front of me I can&#x27;t stop myself.<\/p>\n\n<p>The problem I have, and I have always been aware of, is that although I am very competitive, Johnny is ten times the rider than I am. He&#x27;s not only a better rider than I am, but he is a safer rider as well. It just comes naturally to him. He&#x27;s ridden over 100,000 miles and never gone down.<\/p>\n\n<p>On the other hand I have ridden less than half those miles and gone down three times in eleven years. I&#x27;ve had my spleen removed, two concussions, cracked ribs, bruised ribs, bruised butt, road rash, stitched up twice, and my pride kicked to the curb and back. Pathetic.<\/p>\n\n<p>On an &quot;S&quot; curve on Highway 336 that day in May; I went down for my third time. Johnny had gotten a little ahead of me and I was fighting like heck to catch up. I felt the ease of the wide swoop on the first half of the curve, but on entering the second half I misjudged the turn as it broke quickly to the left and I caught some rock.<\/p>\n\n<p>My bikes are insured with Drive lnsurance. I normally don&#x27;t tell people, but I have to say that if all my clients are treated as well as I was; I can sleep at night. It wasn&#x27;t because I am a large agent for the company that I was treated so well, it was because I finally got to experience what other Drive Insurance clients have told me. They treat everyone well.<\/p>\n\n<p>Yes, my rates are going up on my motorcycle and my auto because of the claim. However, it&#x27;s okay. Progressive has paid out a lot more in my bike repairs and in hospital bills than I have paid in premiums over the years.<\/p>\n\n<p>In that crapshoot, I won.<\/p>\n\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/MOTRA-May-2007-Insurance-Corner-Pushing-Too-Hard.pdf\">View the original scanned article (PDF)<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-gallery has-nested-images columns-default is-cropped wp-block-gallery-1 is-layout-flex wp-block-gallery-is-layout-flex\"><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Originally published in Motorcycles On The Road Again, May 2007. Pushing Too Hard Sue Haley In May of last year, I was with a small group of riders in the Hill Country of Texas. Johnny, my husband, led the group followed by me in &quot;close&quot; second position. When I say &quot;close&quot;, those who have ridden &#8230; <a title=\"Insurance Corner &#8211; Pushing Too Hard \u2014 May 2007\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/?p=63093\" aria-label=\"Read more about Insurance Corner &#8211; Pushing Too Hard \u2014 May 2007\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":900715,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[151],"tags":[139,248],"class_list":["post-63093","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories","tag-motra-may-2007","tag-s099"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63093","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=63093"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63093\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":900396,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63093\/revisions\/900396"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/900715"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=63093"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=63093"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/motorcyclesontheroadagain.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=63093"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}