Not normal, have had a cig' butt bift at me. The young bugger was white as a sheet by time i had finished screaming at him at the next set of lights.
SHIT whats that noise.
only ever had ciggy butts. ive got the point where i can usually smell the smoke, so ride in accordance. have only hit by one butt, but that was 100k from an oncoming car...likely would have lost an eye but for my sunnies.
other than that...bugs, a butterfly, grit from passing cars, crap from cattle trucks etc is the worst.
make a note of when and where the events are happening cos the last thing anyone wants is another "biker down...kb new member from thrown missile" thread.
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the really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour.
fuck ,stop and bitch slap the fucker's, feels good too afterward's
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In general no, but I have had a smoke butt it my visor from the car ahead of me, ... I stopped... picked it up and followed the car to a petrol station... and approached the driver and kindly said "I believe you dropped something, and believe this is yours" then handed his smoke butt back to him...![]()
mate, how do you ride?! maybe the way you ride fucks everybosy off?!!
It's better to burn out then to Fade Away
I've found the window washers of vans etc often end up on me if i'm following..
Yea I'd say its the way you ride - not luck.
Some homies dressed up in red were walking down the middle of a road but they got out of my way as I pulled up and didn't try anything it's all how you hold yourself. Had same shit when i used to blade.
Had the odd thing thrown at me normally by drunken idiots, when the bike was on the road I used to regularly head out to the GF's place, my route took me across the city hangout for boyracers (for those in Chch Colombo, Milton intersection by the mobil).
First Friday night I took this route I ended up with all sorts of rubbish being hurled at me by two cars tht peeled out of the gas station, including half eaten McD's as a car sat either side of me, I figgured this was not a good look as they were going to drag off the lights and cut me off, while I could see their mates in the station just waiting for me to have a go. I know I could have beaten them off the lights but thought why bother and let them go for it.
About 20 meters down the road they nearly collided, disco lights fired up and both cars were rapidly halted by the folks in blue, I stopped informed them of what had happened moments before, showed them the evidence smeared over my jacket and pointed to the crap on the road, they seemed little interested in this until I pointed out the fact that had this happend while I was riding it has potential to cause an accident, that technically it was assault and yes I would be willing to follow it up if required. Never heard any more about the charges but it was funny to watch the cars impounded and the lads made to go back and clean up the mess on the road.
I also changed my route on any of those special boyracer nights.
Its not the destination that is important its the journey.
have never been stiff-armed, had shit thrown at me, nor been abused by anyone in the time I've been riding... however I have yelled a few times at various morons drifting into my lane without indicating... but I guess that's another thread altogether
Well the music is your special friend, dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend, until the end
Until the end
Until the end!
The Doors - When The Music's Over
This may bring a smile to some, a scowl to others.
One thing I detest with passion is littering, I can not stand it, I guess after seeing all the detritus,refuse,and the occassional body, and parts, in the streets of Rag Head & 3rd world countries, I get really pissed off when I see this great little country getting litered, even more so when it is deliberate?.
Now to the happening.
As I took off from one set of light's to another set, the car beside me to my left, with 4-5 young kids,( Teenagers) blasts off, and the driver lets fly with a half eaten "Big Mac" yep it was definately a Big Mac, it landed in my crotch.
I spead up to beside him and proceed to tell him to keep his shit to himself and have some respect.( Window is still down, lights approaching)
Tells me to go F--- myself??????, My left boot really just "automatically" shot out and proceeded to munt his door, ( Bright Red Cefiro) the lights go orange, we are going to have to stop?
As we stop I flick my side stand down,( The poor little pricks taken by surprise) suddenly they stopped telling me to go F--- myself, they just went quiet, real scared in their eye's, shit it was bloody marvelous, their mouths just opened, I took his Big Mac and mashed it in his face, and gave his door another couple of kicks, and went back to await the change of lights, and took off turning right, they had to go straight ahead.
The look on the car drivers face behind me was priceless.
As I turned right, guess what, a bloody black & white, well white, the copper sort of looks at me but didn't stop me so I just buggered off.
I never had any intention to kick the shit out of his door, it just happened, shit it was good.![]()
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I only had it once some young dip shit hanging out the back window of a car with a tray of eggs
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