Yesterday my parents bought me a 1990 KX125 as a surprise because they wanted me to have a better bike I could race in the county fair with (I have to sell the RM125). They said if I didn't like it within a couple days, they would sell it and I could keep the RM. Almost as a reflex, I asked if I could try out the top speed. So I went out to a relative's to test it out in a field, the field was overgrown so I used their strech of lane (neighbor didn't care). But I had a bad feeling from the start. The bike was runnig great so I took off down the lane but, the front brakes were a bit loose and the rear ones were offline. I reached the end off the lane so I slowed by downshifts but oddly enough it only down shifted to second. Confused and sort of neglent about I dropped the clutch and took off. I want to see the bikes true power so I went to 5th wide open. I tried to slow down to stop at my destination. I didn't slow down, nor could I downshift at all... I instantly
and started cursing because I was running out of space because there was a steep downhill into the neighbors stone wall not far ahead. I couldn't bail (super road rash and lose the bike), so I went over into their neighbors yard avoided trees and put the foot down but it barely did much, until my foot started to dig into the fresh mud and the bike stalled from slowing down and locked the wheel and stopped. I never had been this happy to be moving in my life.