There is a guy I go to school with that used to tell this story all the time, and it was always a little bit different (must of been hazy from all the action).

His mother was in the hospital, and he to go help her...do....something. Anyways, he jumps on his motorcycle and races down to the hospital. He is going about 120 mph on a two lane highway when he comes upon 2 semis, one in each lane. He doesn't have time to slow down, his mother is in trouble. So he shoots in between them. The truckers see him coming and both start to move in towards in. Seeing this, he pops a wheelie (because fuck yeah) and sticks his elbows out in an effort to keep the truckers from crushing him. Seeing that their evil plot to keep him from his mother has been foiled, the truckers back off and he rides on (probably still doing a wheelie). He made it to the hospital just in time to do...whatever he had to do.

The story was always told in the most serious manner. He is either a pathological liar, a wicked consistent troll, or the most bad ass human being that has ever existed.

EDIT - TL;DR: Wheelies, fuck yeah.