vmaxjr
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so my younger brother and I decided to just go for a little jog around town last weekend.
me on the vmax and him on his 09 cbr600.
( just for the record, the max ate his ass up! well it did till about 125 )
anyway, we decided to stop and visit our sister. but alas, she was not home.
we called her and turns out she was visiting a friend down the road a mile or so away from my house. so we say what the hell? we were heading that way anyway.
we stop in for a little visit. we pulled behind her friends car and park the bikes.( guess where i'm going with this right? )
the friend is, for lack of a better term, a damn lush.
we hung out for an hour or so , i had a pop and decided i wanted away from this girl.
i jumped on the bike and rode the mile home. no problem.
i get a call just about a 1/2 hour later from my sister saying to get here right now, cops are everywhere.
turns out this "lady" has a son who is a pothead (15yrs old) and was caught smoking pot by the police.
so now this dumb, drunk as all hell, no licence having "lady" decides to jump in her boyfriends car to get him.
you guessed it! ran my brothers bike over and dragged it down a gravel driveway.
broke the kickstand right off, rashed the shit out of part of the frame, the swingarm, grips etc. the frame sliders took the brunt of the damage to the front fairings.
i guessed he walked around the corner from the backyard just in time to witness the whole event.
he was yelling "STOP! STOP!" at the top of his lungs causing everyone else to come from the backyard as well.
he yells wtf are you doing? it's a 10k bike!
this drunk " lady's " answer was
" it's not a bmw"
so he calls the cops,
she runs into the house and hides from them.
they come and cuff her. by then her boyfriend ( the only person sober besides my brother ) is outside running his mouth to the cops.
so now he's wearing new braclets also.
my wife and i get there just about then. i had her take me there because i made me a vodka tonic when i got home and i have this rule about drinking and driving.
he was remarkably calm considering what just happened.
i take the flashlight and check his bike out.
i see the stand is broken off but there is no stand switch so he can ride it home.
for some reason the cops let her go even though she has no licence, was drunk as a skunk and ADMITTED to being behind the wheel of a car.
i feel lucky that i decided to leave when i did or else she would have run the max over as well.
i don't think i would have been as calm as he was.
sorry for the long post.
i now know to never, ever park my bike behind a car in anyone's driveway.
oh yeah, the insurance company called.
they totaled his bike.
me on the vmax and him on his 09 cbr600.
( just for the record, the max ate his ass up! well it did till about 125 )
anyway, we decided to stop and visit our sister. but alas, she was not home.
we called her and turns out she was visiting a friend down the road a mile or so away from my house. so we say what the hell? we were heading that way anyway.
we stop in for a little visit. we pulled behind her friends car and park the bikes.( guess where i'm going with this right? )
the friend is, for lack of a better term, a damn lush.
we hung out for an hour or so , i had a pop and decided i wanted away from this girl.
i jumped on the bike and rode the mile home. no problem.
i get a call just about a 1/2 hour later from my sister saying to get here right now, cops are everywhere.
turns out this "lady" has a son who is a pothead (15yrs old) and was caught smoking pot by the police.
so now this dumb, drunk as all hell, no licence having "lady" decides to jump in her boyfriends car to get him.
you guessed it! ran my brothers bike over and dragged it down a gravel driveway.
broke the kickstand right off, rashed the shit out of part of the frame, the swingarm, grips etc. the frame sliders took the brunt of the damage to the front fairings.
i guessed he walked around the corner from the backyard just in time to witness the whole event.
he was yelling "STOP! STOP!" at the top of his lungs causing everyone else to come from the backyard as well.
he yells wtf are you doing? it's a 10k bike!
this drunk " lady's " answer was
" it's not a bmw"
so he calls the cops,
she runs into the house and hides from them.
they come and cuff her. by then her boyfriend ( the only person sober besides my brother ) is outside running his mouth to the cops.
so now he's wearing new braclets also.
my wife and i get there just about then. i had her take me there because i made me a vodka tonic when i got home and i have this rule about drinking and driving.
he was remarkably calm considering what just happened.
i take the flashlight and check his bike out.
i see the stand is broken off but there is no stand switch so he can ride it home.
for some reason the cops let her go even though she has no licence, was drunk as a skunk and ADMITTED to being behind the wheel of a car.
i feel lucky that i decided to leave when i did or else she would have run the max over as well.
i don't think i would have been as calm as he was.
sorry for the long post.
i now know to never, ever park my bike behind a car in anyone's driveway.
oh yeah, the insurance company called.
they totaled his bike.