Most bins wins.
you should have just hit him!
People...It all just felt like shit, mainly because I cherish the ideal that NZ is just a bit better than anywhere else on earth.
But there's me with team zimmeframe, on the ground. Like me and bike look like we've been in a crash of some sort.
I mean, I know how to pick up my bike. God knows I have enough experience at it on the track.
And I can.
But the rest don't know I can.
There's zimmer, laying down in the middle of a main highway, and his ageing owner humping his back to lift her upright, and what do we get?
'GET OUTA MY FUCKIN' WAY MAN!'
I can cope with getting old zimmer up, but the attitude of the passers-by?
Is this the NZ we all cheer?
Only 'Now' exists in reality.
well you got two option I guess, either get over it, or note his plate number, get his address and spraypaint kiddyfucker along the side of his car. I know what Id do. and ill give you a hint. im an angry person. I have a habbit of following people that take that attitude, and those people lose wing mirrors. god bless splitting. fortunately down this way there seem to be not many arseholes on the road
Yes, dpex , the attitude sucks. I, a weak female, would stop- but maybe only for moral support and a sad effort to help you lift your bike and see if you are okay.
From what I have read of Auckland here in kb, your experience is all too common. I think it is typical of big cities all over and not just Auckland. However, I think a lot of big cities in the world have heaps more to offer than Auckland does in compensation.
No, it's not.
And it hasn't been for a while.
It makes me sad, I've reduced my salary by about 50% to live here in God's Own. I find that I like so few people here, and for the most part, my worst expectation of people's behaviour is exceeded. It's not safe anymore, and no one gives a fuck. So many people here are out to fuck another. On the bike and on the motorcycle, you get a candid view of the personality of a country - I've stopped riding the pushie, and I'm teetering on the brink of getting off scoot. I rediscover riding and life when I'm offshore, and I no longer feel homesick on extended excursions.
I kind of feel that the biker community is the last one that I have a connection with, and I prefer the company of bikers to most. I feel it's us versus them on the road, any misconception of egalitarian mythology must be dismissed.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
And yet, I have had , many many times, people stop and ask if I need help, when I've just been looking at a map, checking fuel, watching a hedgehog, that sort of thing. And on occasion people put themselves to considerable trouble to assist me.
There's good folk, and bad, in Auckland as everywhere else. And you'll meet just the same proportion of both good and bad in a car as on a motorbike.
Originally Posted by skidmark
Originally Posted by Phil Vincent
Stop your bitching you lot.
There's a lot of kindness out there, just because you don't always find it doesn't mean it isn't there, you're going to get snobby people wherever you go.
I've been asked if I need help/fuel or whatever help on many occasions, often from people you would not have expected. I've never actually needed the help, even when I was walking along the road carrying a jerry can, but I always appreciate it.
"Cheers mate, I've only got another 100 metres to walk but thanks, really appreciate it."
Dpex, to be honest, you sound like a bit of a wanker to me.
Lighten up you angsty bastard.
To be honest, you tend to find help where you least expect it.
Squiggles and myself were on our way on the far outskirts of Auckland last year, around about midnight searching for a biker who needed a tow from Karaka. We were cruising along in the car with a empty trailer, when we got some better directions via text message, so had to turn around. Due to the gap between the hi- and low-beams, we ended up doing the u-turn not on the large gravel patch further on, or closer to us, but into the large patch of rutted mud between the two. In a front-wheel drive sedan with a trailer, we were pretty well fooked.
Every "nice/average" car that went past ignored our hazard lights/waves for help. Then finally, a boyracer'd car - some cheap jap car with white unpainted body kits fitted and mismatching coloured panels - with two big islanders in pulled up next to us two little white boys, and offered to tow us out.
Without those two blokes, we'd have been stuck there for a long while. And so would the biker we were meant to be picking up. ><
People are people everywhere. Unfortunately, so are judgemental stereotyping twats.
FUck dude, sucks to hear so many limp wristed sods too goddamn lazy to get out of the car and help! If they're effin tooting, HELP THE GODDAMN GUY TO HIS FEET!!!
FArk me.
Only time I fell down at low speed, was carrying a pizza box on the tank - no restraints - and dropped the bike in favour of the pizza at the roundaboutSome ahem, medicinally smelling lads helped me to my feet, and the bike. On one condition. They could have all the pieces lying on the road
What the hell do you do in your situation out of spite, that doesn't involve volatile liquids and stones? Seriously. How about walking over and asking if someone can helpTakes up another good minute
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You get f@rkwits everywhere. When I had my accident the cager who caused it did a runner and about a dozen or so cars who saw me on my side didn't even stop. Auckland doesn't own the rights mate.
I myself stop for bikers.
Exert your talents, and distinguish yourself, and don't think of retiring from the world, until the world will be sorry that you retire. -Samuel Johnson
You get dicks everywhere, but like Jafa said it's best not to stereotype them into a certain category.
One late evening in Melbourne city I started up my Hobag GT250 while it was still parked in gear, so it surged forward and down it fell. As soon as I got down to pick it up from the side of the road, a white car drives by and 2 good young cunts jumps outta their mates car and helps my bike up. They then quickly jumped back into their car and fucked off as quickly as they arrived.
I am just glad they helped.
Huh? You were turning right into traffic coming from your left? And you didn't look to your left?
Or have I read that wrong??!!
And how many bikers would stop for a car broken down on the motorway that we see while we're happily lane-splitting through the stopped traffic?
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