I feel like I was in a group that had something thrown at a rider by a guy on Winona road once.
Wasn't there a guy that used to sand the corner out in front of his house? Something like that.
Yeah. Good times.
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I feel like I was in a group that had something thrown at a rider by a guy on Winona road once.
Wasn't there a guy that used to sand the corner out in front of his house? Something like that.
Yeah. Good times.
I remember a prank that was pulled on me in college, growing up in rural VT, We never locked doors, I continued this tradition and never locked my dorm room door when I was inside sleeping. Someone, not sure who to this day, inflated a condom with butane gas, and tied it off with fuse cord, needless to say, I woke up, in a momentary ball of flame. I remembered from then on to lock my doors
although I'm not sure who did it for certain, I had a good idea who did it, I returned the favor by pennying his door after a night of drinking, and also, poured water around his window, from outside (1st floor, winter time)
He woke up in morning needing to take a piss, but couldn't get out of his room, had to piss in waste basket, then take door off hinges to get out.
edit, I didn't use pennies, being a forestry school, I used wooden axe handle wedges instead, works a whole lot better than pennies
if it's warm enuf, it will light, like any other flamable liquid, 2 things increase the flamability of liquids, but more important than pressure, is heat. That's why diesels have glow plugs for startup. You can easily demonstrate the difference that heat makes, first, light a shotglass of 151 rum on fire and drink it, next, fill that shot glass up with 60 proof flavored brandy, and try to light it, depending on your room temp, you might get it going, or maybe not, zap it in a microwave for 15 seconds, then light it, the experience will be the same as the 151, or smoke a dube, and contemplate a different dumb experiment
be careful drinking flaming shots if you have a beard... don't ask how I know
Could. I usually run with won't win a court case on the side of the road but you can certainly lose one. I'm all yes sir, no sir. Well, except for an orange bike that looked suspiciously like mine got called him for lane splitting in NH one time. That "wasn't me, couldn't have been me. You see all these bags. I'm going camping for week off this bike. It would be crazy to split lanes with all this gear."
I've made it routine, if they ask me where I'm going, pointing my finger in the direction I am going, and say "That Way" or if they ask where I'm coming from, I just point my finger behind me, and say "That Way" then the conversation quickly leads to "Listen Officer, it's none of your business where I came from, or where I'm going, if you're not going to give me a summons, I'd like to have my license & registration back, so I can be on my way.", but most of the leos in the area know me, or know of me, many of them are clients, including the dispatcher they call in to, and of course, they also know, he's that crazy guy who rides his motorcycle in blizzards.
In end, it never gets to the point of asking me where I'm going, the leo tells me what was wrong, and lets me go with verbal warning to get it fixed or slow down, or whatever.
One time though, a local leo, was rude and beligerant to me, but only gave me a warning, as I did nothing wrong except yell obsenities out the window at him for cutting in front of me without signalling ot traffic control, then doing the same thing less than 2 seconds later, making an unsignaled left turn in front of oncomming traffic, at an accident scene, you woulda had to been there. Next thing, I hear the leo doing a 180° on the gravel side road, spitting gravel, and screeching his tires when he hit the pavement, pulling out in front of yet another car, before he turned any blues on. The next day, I happen to mention the incident to one of our Selectmen in town, just in casual conversation, I found out this was common occurance for this officer, I was asked to write a letter to the Chief of PD, and copy it to the Board of Selectmen.... about a week later, the leo got fired. They had already had several complaints, but I was told, mine, was the "credible" one that made the difference
whether I am snarky or not, i am always polite about it. I've never been thru a dwi checkpoint with a car or truck, but twice on my motorcycle, both times I was packed for touring, and as soon as i got off and started unpacking to get at my registration under the seat, I was waived thru
MA ERC course 1999-2000, Westfield AFB, run by Ken Condon, assisted by Super Dave.
I killed it all day, spot on perfect on the final. Afterward, Ken put the VFR through some of the tightest circles and esses imaginable.
A great day.
Slabbing it home on the pike, probably 70 in the right lane.
FELL ASLEEP
don’t know how long
WOKE UP
VFR was still chugging along.
An adrenaline rush like nothing I’ve experienced before or after...
Randy 99% of the time I forget you’re the man who rides in blizzards and shit and that I have so much respect for