So was this over the top?
Wife thinks I'm losing the plot, but she doesn't ride...
I was driving back from Palmy to Wellington today and as I came into Paraparaumu past that boatshop before the bridge a scooter cut across oncoming traffic (SH1) with seconds to spare and rode the verge against oncoming traffic. I though "fuck this!" and hung left before the bridge to loop back around and give the rider a talking at. Just my luck that he passed in front of me as I came off the side street. I flashed my lights but saw he had no mirrors so tooted the horn. He turned around and saw me so I signalled to stop and pulled in front of him. He then pulled up beside my window and I then saw that he was only about 15 years old and was in a T shirt and skater shoes. The scooter had no front fairing, didn't appear to have a headlight and was dragging jumper leads on the road.
So crazy bit No.1 was that I barrelled the be-f*cking-jesus out of this kid. The reason was I asked if he had a license and he said "why?", so I let rip at the little c*nt about the way he was riding, the fact I was a rider and had my license, insurance, safety gear etc etc and that he should too or get the f*ck off the road. He told me I was crazy (so that's two people so far) and took off.
I was all set to leave it there, having impressed upon him my motherf*cking right wing views on his attitude. Then as he takes off he starts weaving all over the road before cutting across to the wrong side of a traffic island, narrowly avoiding being hit by a bus, and taking off back towards SH1. I ripped the phone off the windscreen mount and killed the NIN I was listening to and dialed Chuck Norris on *555. He wasn't there so I had to pass on the rego to this other dude while I followed the prick on the scooter down beside the railway tracks on a road parallel to SH1.
This is where crazy bit No.2 occurred as he saw I was following him and I thought "F*cken got ya" as the road ran out...but in true Smokey and the Bandit fashion he took a service track which cut up the side of the hill to the town reservior. Now I'm sure the little f*cker would have packed his nappies when he turned and saw a Toyota mother f*cken Surf pursuing him up this track. Sadly for me the track was only intended for quads and I couldn't get the surf around a switchback...had to reverse a hundred or so metres back down.
Soooo...the cops were too slow cos I couldn't give a decent location, I ran out of road, and the evil little bastard that costs you and I our ACC levies got away. So far I've got a count of two for saying I'm crazy. I'll need another few hundred saying the same thing before I start to listen.
There are two kinds of adventurers: those who go truly hoping to find adventure and those who go secretly hoping they won't. We should come home from our adventures having faced their perils and uncertainties, endured their discomfort and beaten the odds, with a sly acknowledgment and revitalised solidarity of character.
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Originally Posted by buggsubique
I didn't think!!! I experimented!!!
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