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#1
09-13-2003, 01:14 AM
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High speed wheelies
how hard is it to do a high speed wheelie say like starting at 50 MPH to about 100 MPH, how much practice would it take etc... and on an r6 for example if you floor it at 50 will the front wheel come up no problem or do you have to help it lift, after you get it in the air how hard to balance, sorry for the questions it just seems like fun
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#2
09-13-2003, 03:08 AM
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On an R6 your gonna need some practice. You should be able to bounce it up. Not that I can, but I still need to rejet.
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#3
09-13-2003, 04:16 AM
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I'm just simply amazed at how a bike can do a wheelie rolling at 50 MPH when sport biked don't really make much torque. It's FU*KING amazing.
If you're going at 50 MPH and you do a wheelie...what RPM is the motor spinning at right before you do a wheelie?
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#4
09-13-2003, 04:16 AM
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50-100 will be second gear without doing a shifting wheelie. Second gear on a R6 will probably need a little bounce up (preload the front springs) and should come up very easy then. I know on the R1 it is ridiculously easy to get the front wheel up, and 1st gear wheelies are suicidal.
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#5
09-13-2003, 02:29 PM
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i dont think theres anyway my bike would do a wheelie in 2nd its hard enough sometimes in 1st but i dont use the clutch so thats probably it but i've heard different things about using a clutch to pop a wheelie anybody else got any thoughts on using the clutch to pop a wheelie??
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#7
09-13-2003, 06:50 PM
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After riding your bike for a long time, you will know where the point is when you accelerate where the front wheel will want to pop up. From there it is just practice (and new fork seals). and when oyu crash, new plastics.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained.
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#8
09-14-2003, 06:56 PM
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It's all in the timing. I'm getting better but you have to learn it for yourself. I've read everything about 2nd and 3rd gear wheelies on R6's but I'm still trying to get the timing down. Just practice, practice, practice.
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#9
09-15-2003, 11:17 AM
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I don't do wheelies (I like to keep my forkseals in decent shape despite PA roads) but from what I understand listening to others.... it's all in the practice. There is a fine line, though. I had 2 friends go down this year doing stand-ups all because they went past the balance point. Thank God both are still alive (gear is a wonderful thing). Since I don't have personal experience, all I can say is what the "boys" say and they simply say it's practice...
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#10
01-02-2004, 03:26 AM
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I do pop clutch wheelies from 1st, and go through the gears while accelerating. I can't bounce the bike because it weights too much? I don't have a street bike, but I would think a street would be easier. My enduro is a little big.
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#11
01-06-2004, 09:13 AM
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What I do is run the bike at about 8 or 9 grand and then accelerate to about 11 or 12 grand ( in second gear about 50 - 60 mph) and preload the suspension and bring her up. No clutch at all. Should stand it right up but it takes a lot of practice. The twins are really easy to them on and obviosuly the more power the better when it comes to stand ups. They're pretty easy to control too. Just use your body weight to steer it around and balance it. As for using the clutch in first gear - I don't recomend it unless your bike is under 600cc. You can do it safely but it's just as easy to bring it up without if all you're wanting to do is ride a wheelie. If you want to do 12 oclocks then you'll need the clutch and prolly a few changes of underwear and a wheelie bar!
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#12
01-06-2004, 04:37 PM
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I don't know anything about motorcycles or street bikes but does these motorcycles have higher rpm bands?, I thought it would probably be the same rpm as a car maybe like up to 9,000 rpm or 10,000 rpm.
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#13
01-06-2004, 05:33 PM
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Many of the current sportbikes have redlines from 11500 - 14000.
My old ZX-6D ('92) (Don't laugh). Redlined at 13.5k as I recall. I've always believed in the philosophy of learning to wheelie on a 125 or 250 cc dirtbike. It's easier to learn due to the flexibility of the engines and if/when you crash, you don't need $2,000 to replace your fairings. However, I'm pretty sure I've got an article somewhere at the house about wheelieing (SP?). I'll see if I can dig it out. JM
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#14
01-06-2004, 11:57 PM
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ok, thanks for the information Dynwolf.
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#15
01-07-2004, 01:40 AM
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Re: High speed wheelies
Yeah, would be great if you could find that Dynwolf
 Sadly enough, my enduro redlines at about 8k I think, but I am not sure :\ Another reason why I want a sport bike!
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