I knew a guy who owned a Harley. In his neighborhood was a vicious dog who was always chasing him and trying to take a chunk out of his leg. One day he backed off the throttle to let the dog catch up, and then carefully modulated the throttle (and steering) to keep the dog just out of reach of his leg while the dog was at top speed. Now mind you the dog was on the right hand side of the bike, totally focused on taking a piece out of the guys leg just inches away, so he never saw that mailbox post coming.
