Haha, you boys laugh with your silliness. Here's the story, that I lived to tell, from yesterday evening.
Three deer ready to cross the highway from the other side, one looks big enough to be the mother. No cars present, just me at the lead of a loose pack of three sportbikes headed there way. Wanting to test the exhaust hypothesis and not wanting to get killed today, I downshift two gears without slowing to bring the exhaust note up to a loud howl. My bike was the only one with an aftermarket exhaust. They see/hear me coming, as I near their heads go up, tails go down and instead of crossing the road in front of me, they all bolt to the safety of the hills.
The tails going down is what I'm most curious about. Tails down would probably indicate they are not happy about my arrival.
