Your best "Dissing boy racers" story.

[Swoop]

Not as class as Duckman? who had a prat behind him, at the lights put the bike on the stand walked back to the car leaned through the window pulled the keys out threw them over the nearest house and hopped on the bike and took off!

Duckman or Ducman?

A mate was pillion on the back of another guys' bike, when a cage came up and bumped into the back of the bike, when they were stoped at the lights.
Mate hops off the back and proceeds to take off helmet and then makes a large hole in cagers windscreen with it...
He was a big lad and had an interesting attitude to go with it!

[sAsLEX]

Duckman or Ducman?

A mate was pillion on the back of another guys' bike, when a cage came up and bumped into the back of the bike, when they were stoped at the lights.
Mate hops off the back and proceeds to take off helmet and then makes a large hole in cagers windscreen with it...
He was a big lad and had an interesting attitude to go with it!

Not sure.... was years back....

Should of used his hand .... cheaper than a helmet!

[Jinx3d]

Mea, I dont bother passing in the over taking lanes these days. You just know there will be a cop with a camera at the end and its a fucking mad house at the merging end anyway. Best thing to do is to pass quickly on the double yellows and short strainghts when you can be reasonably sure no one else is going to pull out and then go find a road that doesnt have passing lanes, ie, get off SH1

btw, early RX-7s *are* gutless, I owned one, but they did come out in 1979 so what do you expect? With the right suspension they will own bikes round corners with fast transitions tho - particulary if the road surface is poor because the bikes have to slow down.

Re, boy racers, I've got nothing against car enthusisasts, but wankers that just buy bolt on shit and drive round suburban areas all right waking every one up are cunts. Why aren't they out on lonely country roads learning how to drive. Anyone that drives fast with stereo on isnt serious imo.

[Blue Velvet]

Mea, I dont bother passing in the over taking lanes these days. You just know there will be a cop with a camera at the end and its a fucking mad house at the merging end anyway. Best thing to do is to pass quickly on the double yellows and short strainghts when you can be reasonably sure no one else is going to pull out and then go find a road that doesnt have passing lanes, ie, get off SH1

Yeah to that.

Re, boy racers, I've got nothing against car enthusisasts, but wankers that just buy bolt on shit and drive round suburban areas all right waking every one up are cunts. Why aren't they out on lonely country roads learning how to drive. Anyone that drives fast with stereo on isnt serious imo.

Hear hear.

Approaching Waipoua Forest last week, I was overtaken by a WRX driving rally style, they were motoring. Got glimpses of them round the bends through the gaps in the landscape, getting further and further along the road. It would have been a fun drive. And they could drive.

On the GSX-R I seem to attract people in fast cars wanting to have a go. Must be an ant thing. But mostly it's drivers having a go in a straight line. Which is gay.

Yesterday some prat in a Holden cut in front of me as I was overtaking him and another car in front of him on the overtaking lane going up Haywards Hill. He looked at me then planted it as I was passing in order to get in front of me. Too old to be a 'boy racer' though.

[vifferman]

i'm always getting smoked by boy racers

Oh dear! You realise this makes you a cock, as boy racers are cock smokers.

[vifferman]

Is that what the WBP Gixxer needs to make HP like Shirrifs bike does, a decent turbo? How would you hide the intercooler radiator from the scrutineers though?

No, not a turbo - a Rotrex supercharger. It's possible to fit all the gubbins (or is that "gubbinses"?) under the fairing.
There's a lovely little VFR800 in Mrka that the 23 year old owner fitted one two - looks standard (at a cursory glance, at least), and in a minor state of tune churns out 160+ ponies at the back wheel. Rides like a standard bike unless you give it a handful.

[nodrog:Me]

about a month ago i was riding back from cambridge to tauranga, cruising south on SH1, at the last passing lane i see this shitbox civic fly up the passing lane next to me, he looks over with a big smile on his face, so i gave the gixxer a "lazy" 6 gear roll-on just to keep him in check. at the tauranga turn off he tried again on the big straight, so i let him get a couple of hundred metres ahead then passed him on the back wheel, this carried on for a while until i got bored and let him past. then some girl racer in a sylvia did the big thunder pass at at least double the speed limit to catch up to the civic. got to the turn off at the bottom off the kaimais, civic boy pulls out in front of a car and is off, sylvia girl pulls out in front of a truck and is off, then its my turn, i pass sylvia girl around the outside by the oko turn off, shes not happy, catch civic boy before the first lefthander of the kaimais, the look of determination on his face was priceless as i passed him one handed on a lefthander, he dissapeared very quickly. i stopped at the top for a smoke, just as i was lighting it civic boy goes past still determined as ever, sylvia girl isnt far behind, and i can tell she is angry by the way she is waving her finger. so off i pootle again, pass sylvia girl and kindly return her friendly finger wave, then coming down the tauriko hill towards the toll road round about i see civic boy, i gently apply more throttle and aproach apon him, he flys into the round about about 100m in front of me, i enter the round about and about half way around i encounter a big cloud of dust and dirt and a civic spinning round and round, so i pass this spinning cloud of civic, dust, and boy racer poo laughing my ass off, get to barkes corner round about and boy racer pulls up in the left hand lane, white as a ghost, looking straight ahead, with his best "mummy help me" face on, so i give him a big thumbs up, i gave him a A for effort, an F for execution

[Ocean1]

Yesterday some prat in a Holden cut in front of me as I was overtaking him and another car in front of him on the overtaking lane going up Haywards Hill. He looked at me then planted it as I was passing in order to get in front of me. Too old to be a 'boy racer' though.

You may be right about the ant thing, I don't often get quite that much agro. That's a particularly dangerous place to pull that stunt, and in that situation there's no way in hell he'd have got away without knowing how I felt about it. In detail. With whatever punctuation I could improvise.

[rwh]

about a month ago i was riding back from cambridge to tauranga, cruising south on SH1, at the last passing lane i see this shitbox civic fly up the passing lane next to me, he looks over with a big smile on his face, so i gave the gixxer a "lazy" 6 gear roll-on just to keep him in check. at the tauranga turn off he tried again on the big straight, so i let him get a couple of hundred metres ahead then passed him on the back wheel, this carried on for a while until i got bored and let him past.

Am I misunderstanding something, or are you describing precisely the kind of behaviour that's near the top of most of our gripe lists? Speeding up on the passing lanes, deliberately to stop someone passing.

Richard

[vifferman]

I love having a dark-tinted visor. There are too many occasions where you get some dick yodelling out the window at you to "do a wheelie", or challenging you to a race. It's really easy when they can't see your face for you to be totally impassive and ignore them.
Yeah, I've given in to temptation on occasion, but not for a long time. Sometimes I soundly smoked them, sometimes I goaded them into thinking it was a race then just sat there while they blasted off, but it's all so forgettable.

My favourite motoring moments (all pre "boy racers") date back to 1977, when I owned a lowly "Morrie Thou".
MM1: cruising on the Southern Motorway on the way to a concert at Western Springs, with a carload of mates. We passed a gurrrl in an Escort Van, with the Morrie's speedo needle against the pin (around 75mph). She looked out the window as we passed, did a classic doubletake, and with eyes wide open, clearly mouthed, "Oh my God!!" We all cracked up.
MM2: I was pissed, and we're driving along, about 12 at night, in the King Country, when Vic says, "Uh - there's a corner here."
I slow a bit.
"Hey - it's a really sharp corner!"
It was a T-intersection.
I hit the anchors, whack the wheel to the right, and we slide sideways through the intersection, off the side of the seal and into the gravel, and are just about stopped when we hit the kerb and the car rocks up onto two wheels then gently drops down again.
I restart the engine and drive off, shaking just a tad (an imperial tad, of course).
MM3: A nicely resealed intersection in Rotovegas (back when it was just Rotorua), three passengers for ballast, taken a wee bit fast, with a quick flick of the steering, leaving four black lines on the road. Classic!

The only recent story I have was Beating Them at Their Own Game: driving my son's 205GTi, when I pulled up at the lights alongside some tricked up, blinged out Jap racer, with a huge intercooler on the front. The 205 may be a mere 135hp, but it's also only 863kg or somesuch, has very long legs, the 8-valve engine seems to have torques everywhere, and it doesn't run out of puff at the top end. It may have been giving away a few years and a good many horsies to the Boyracermobile, but in a fit of momentary insanity, I forgot I was old (and supposed to be setting a good example), and smoked the Yoofs.
Up till a tad over the speed limit - I'm not totally stupid.

[ManDownUnder]

... my all time favourite (personal) story of boy racer stupidity...

I'm stopped at the lights (first set off the NW, heading past Westgate)... sitting on the trusty RF when young Mr Racer rocks on up beside me, guns his engine and obviously wants to have a go. Obviously proud of his car, he'd also obviously poured some considerable money into it but..

... IT'S A FUCKEN 323 STAIONWAGON!!!!!

I plead no contest and managed stop laughing about 25 mins later.

[ManDownUnder]

Yesterday some prat in a Holden cut in front of me as I was overtaking him and another car in front of him on the overtaking lane going up Haywards Hill. He looked at me then planted it as I was passing in order to get in front of me. Too old to be a 'boy racer' though.

Get his attention
Left index finger pointing up as an obvious fallus...
Left index finger goes limp while he watches....

... f'n soft cock!

[vifferman]

Get his attention
Left index finger pointing up as an obvious fallus...
Left index finger goes limp while he watches....

... f'n soft cock!

Uh... that would be left little finger.

[Ocean1]

With whatever punctuation I could improvise.

Get his attention
Left index finger pointing up as an obvious fallus...
Left index finger goes limp while he watches....

... f'n soft cock!

Oh I can improvise with MUCH more articulation than that dude.

Most cages are eventually passable, and complaints are WAY more educatiuonal with a light sprinkling of small rocks in leu of commas. Bricks make for damn fine exclamation points.

[scumdog]

... my all time favourite (personal) story of boy racer stupidity...

I'm stopped at the lights (first set off the NW, heading past Westgate)... sitting on the trusty RF when young Mr Racer rocks on up beside me, guns his engine and obviously wants to have a go. Obviously proud of his car, he'd also obviously poured some considerable money into it but..

... IT'S A FUCKEN 323 STAIONWAGON!!!!!

I plead no contest and managed stop laughing about 25 mins later.

Then just beware - like there's a Lexus V8 powered SE Corolla down here with faded paint, rust spots, no exhaust pipe showing and no bonnet-bulge/scoop, no fancy badges or decals, just a set of tarnished old mags'n'low profilest- VERY sneaky, very grunty.