Talk about poetic justice - just saw this on Trade Me!
http://www.trademe.co.nz/Community/M...eadid=12994928
Talk about poetic justice - just saw this on Trade Me!
http://www.trademe.co.nz/Community/M...eadid=12994928
Yes, I am pedantic about spelling and grammar so get used to it!
HAHAHAHA!!! Man bet that'd suck to be the owner of the car![]()
Bit hard to work up any sympathy for the young fella. They's all tough as boot leather 'till it all turns to custard, eh?
You don't get to be an old dog without learning a few tricks.
Shorai Powersports batteries are very trick!
ha ha funny shit
This one time at band camp. . . . . .
I do, however, feel sorry for the owner of the Audi...
One benefit though, that street will no doubt be declared off-limits by all the other boy racers!
Oi, when did my rep change from being "Beemer has a reputation beyond repute" to "Beemer is just a complete and utter green bling whore"?
Yes, I am pedantic about spelling and grammar so get used to it!
Bahahahaaa!! Oh that's great. Had a similar incident out the front of our place a while back. The road is a double carriage-way 80kph zone with a long concrete island median, and some munter came screaming along in the early hours of the morning, failed to notice the median island, and disembowelled his engine on this thing. Bits of sump case strewn all along the road together with it's liquid contents....pillock!
Destroy Everything! Destroy Everything! Destroy Everything! Obliterate what makes us weak!
Yeh! had a similar thing happen where I used to live. I lived half way down a crescent shaped road that met up with the main road at each end. B/R race each other, one going around the main road, the other around our street. I was working in the garage when I heard him coming around the corner. Saw him flash passed the end of the drive 2 secs before the screech of brakes followed by the sound of crunching metal.
He failed to take the corner, came up onto the grash verge on the right, over the footpath, over a side road and managed to get between a wall and tree, taking out half the wall and a letterbox. He then veered back across the road and took a new bus shelter completely out 45 metres further down the road.
I overheard him trying to tell the cops he was doing about 52.
Turned out to be his GF's fathers car. She was in the passenger seat at the time.
The worst part was that there had been a couple of women walking along with a pushchair about 10 secs earlier. Had it been 10 secs later .......The bus had only left the street about 2 mins earlier, again people standing in the shelter waiting....
I'm only wearing black until they develop something darker
We came, We listened, And in one voice we answered
BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!! BULLSHIT!!
Hate, is a very strong word Beemer.
All the majority do is no worse than the half of us, hell I was potted wheeling a bike past a mall the other day, does that mean boy racers or others hate me, ok some one may have for doing that but that person is no doubt a sour old puss anyway.
Now some boy racers and girls for that matter push ther luck in their lowered psssssshit pisss cars that they can hardly see over the steering wheel, with a pipe that would only suit a 747... but thats their enjoyment no different to our enjoyment with our bikes.
However that post is a crack up, serves the wee snot right... pitty tho he/she was proberly a good boy racer the real shit heads seem to get away with it LOL
cheers DD
(Definately Dodgy)
The whole "hiding shit in the bushes" thing never fails to crack me up. Do they think the cops haven't ever seen this sort of thing before?
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
Haha, that'll put a bend in his cap.![]()
My 70-year-old neighbour in Dunedin got tired of boy-racers one night, came out shouting and ranting, and then threw a broom at one of the cars racing past in the 50 zone. Smash! Straight through the windscreen like a spear at 80kph.
The boyracers called the police, who turned up and said the old guy shouldn't do it again next time 'wink wink', and prompty green-stickered the car for some infringement.
ooh, those boyracers were so mad, they'd called the police on themselves.
They couldn't take any revenge action because we all knew where they lived, and their parents. Sweet!
Determined to kill my bike before it kills me
Poor guys... Statistically speaking, most of you guys were like that once.
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