It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
I was warned of cops by two bikers on Saturday. One "whirled" his hand by his head and the other flashed his lights. I dropped my speed the 5km/h it needed to be at the speed limit and I didn't see either cop that the bikers were warning me about.
those are the ones that get you...........
Opinions are like arseholes: Everybody has got one, but that doesn't mean you got to air it in public all the time....
I always try and warn bikers of speed traps if I'm in the cage or on the bike, it just seems like a "do as you would be done by" thing ... be nice and other ppl are nice back..
Jabulani Kupela www.michelleclair.com
What sort of farktard wouldn't warn another?![]()



The problem with just focusing on speed - and those on here who fool themselves that if they go slow they'll be safe, is; you're swallowing a bullshit bureaucratic ideology that's flawed, it requires you turn a blind eye to the real causes, to the real problems on the roads and continue to defend the police and their pathtic blind policies. It also can give you a false sense of security thinking if you go slow you won't kill yourself - when really there needs to be a hell of a lot more awareness about how to improve rider ability, how and when to brake, tyre safety, is your bike in safe condition, how many have their bike suspension set up or checked for them, learn about road positioning, how to correct lack of traction......... instead we sell the 'slow down' message as the 'cure all'.
I repeat what I've said earlier; "The sooner some of you retards on here wake up to the repression and delusion of safety you hold on to the better;
Speed kills? But think about the lack of good roads, poor intersections, old unregistered un warranted vehicles, huge trucks blocking the pathetic narrow roads we call state highways, lack of overtaking lanes, lack of duel carriage ways, drunk drivers, road works that leave death traps for drivers, lack of public transport, how easy it is to get a drivers licences here, just look at the lack of willingness to even discuss the cheese cutter issue. Go out for a ride after it's rained and notice how many lifestyle blocks have poorly designed driveways where all the dirt and gravel is washed of their drive onto the road, a problem for traffic - do you think they give a toss about it?
Instead they put more and more double yellows/no overtaking lines on the roads, expand 70 & 80 K speed limits out further and further, and pester more motorists - ranting about speed kills."
And you like sheep, putting your faith in their message thinking it will keep you safe, back them up on these forums.
I was on two rides last year where bikers died - road condition and riding beyond their ability were the main contributors, not speed
one was loose shit on the road left from road resurfacing on a corner, the other was over cooking a slow corner - lack of experience saw her apply the brake and head across the other side of the road into on coming traffic
Another person I know was killed when a milk tanker completely blocked the road while pulling out of a drive - 20 meters or so the other side of a blind rise in the road - wouldn't of mattered what speed the rider was doing. We are suggesting a law change to prevent any large vehicle pulling across a country road - turning right out of a farm gate. But do you think anyone is listening!
from 30 years plus of riding - it is incorrect braking that seems to kill people more often than not
Speed contributes to the level of carnage, I agree, but it shouldn't be the sole focus
While the Police continue to ignore real issues and over police the public, of whom they are suppose to serve, I will show them the contempt they deserve - I will and do signal to other motorists
Lifes Just one big ride - buckle up or hang on


There was a cop in Wellington we called 'The Ferret'. He'd turn you over and go through every damned thing; ashtrays, the glovebox, your pockets, your wallet, you name it. He was a slice of shite. It took him a few years to catch me and even then it was the lamest bust ever; a few dead pot plants. What a sinner I was. He seemed happy though and the search of the flat came to a halt............just in time. If he'd found anything else things in my life would have been a whole lot different. A 'cultivation' conviction I can handle.
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