Post by: TMKIWI on September 01, 2011, 09:43:43 PM
There are a few "seasoned" riders on here ;D that must have some good stories.
And you young fella's.
Mine:
Stupidest: When I was 17, my cousin and I left work at 3am to go home on his CBR1000.Traveling thru town in a 50kph zone I thought we were travaling a bit fast (I was pillion) and pulled my head out to look at the speedo. 280kmh. Past the hospital. It took about 400 meter's to pull up before the next set of lights. STUPID STUPID STUPID.
Embarrassing: Showing off to some girls when I was 14. I was doing my best Ivan Mauger ( Speedway Champ) impersonation on the beach and was going quite well until the bike gripped and high sided me into the sand. Bike landed on top of me and the foot peg put a hole in my leg. The girls had to carry me back to the car park.. :-[
I didn't even get a sympathy kiss.
Post by: pushdogg on September 02, 2011, 12:31:33 AM
Post by: VintageBlueSmoke on September 02, 2011, 02:16:33 AM
The organization ran qualifying as the fastest two laps in the 15 minute practice session and surprise, I qualified 2nd overall! Mind you, this is not a vintage race but modern machinery, the oldest being a buddies 1999 Honda CR250 - that everyone considered old and out of date!
So I get up on the line in the second position as they use Grand Prix style staggered starts, bring up the revs on the unmuffled exhaust to near redline and at the drop of the starters flag - bawaaaa! I hole shot and lead into the first turn! On a 40 year old motorcycle! As I approached the left hand hairpin berm, I grabbed a hand full of front brake and went to down shift and rear brake slide into the turn but IN THE RED MIST OF BATTLE, got my feet confused! I couldn't find the brake, down shifted and I had no more time to react and correct myself. I just pinned it and hit the berm straight on.
Now on most motocross tracks, there would be some kind of runoff, or another part of the track, or a hay bail (tough block), but again this was an old soccer field so 3 feet behind the berm was a 4 foot concrete wall and beyond that, the grand stands - where I landed.
Unfortunately, the old Bull didn't. It hit the top of the wall at about the middle of the front tire. Bent both triples, the steering stem itself, both fork tubes, and the front axle. I got a nice bruise on my thigh (from going over the handlebars) and a larger one on my ego.
I've since repaired the bike and tried to race it on another (quad friendly) MX track where I qualified 6th fastest but ran into intake problems and ended up running my Penton 175. Someday it'll scare the kiddies and lead the pack again!
Post by: SachsGS on September 02, 2011, 07:18:51 AM
I marveled at the effortless power the big six made and through one "s" section braked to about 190 kmh and lofted the front end over a railway crossing.I then returned to my friend's business and gave him back the big Honda remarking that if I owned the bike I would probably end up in jail.
Just then a grey, unmarked police car came sliding into the parking parking lot. This big, burly cop got out, grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and threw me in the back seat. He started telling me the consequences of my actions ,his voice shaking. All the while I could hear that old pushrod interceptor V8 going "clink,clink", the kind of noise such an engine made when pushed too hard. Finally the cop blurted out "What the h#ll is that thing? It's so fast I only got one reading on you when you slowed to 190 at that railway crossing!".
The police officer then offered me a deal, he would either throw the book at me or, if I promised to keep off street bikes until I could behave myself, let me go with a warning.
All these years later, I kept my promise.
Post by: eprovenzano on September 02, 2011, 01:24:24 PM
Think GOD it was an 85, and I could man handle the little bike... I still don't know how I didn't slide out on the turn, as there wasn't a berm to rail around, all I can say is someone above was looking out after me...
Pack up all the gear, bikes, quads, kids, etc. get to the track, fire up the bike, and it just doesn't want to run right... It was perfect the last time out... WTF is going on... I'm about ready to load up and go home, when my son says hey dad, try turning off the choke.... boy did I feel like a dummy....
Post by: TMKIWI on September 02, 2011, 03:57:43 PM
1990, Myself and some workmates went for a 2 week holiday around the South Island taking in the "Brass Monkey" bike rally.
There was a FZ600,GSXR1100,GSXF1100,CBR1000 & Z1100.
Cruzing down the coast into Christchurch I was leading the group doing about 140-150kph.
As we entered the outer city I slowed to about 70kph (70kph zone) and stood up to stretch the legs (sports bikes are hard on the legs when touring).
At that time all the boys went flying past me. I tried to wave them down but they were off. WTF ???
So I put the hammer down and we went weaving thru side streets for no appartent reason.
Finally after a few km's we stopped and I asked WTF is going on.
Terry said didn't you see the 2 cop cars chasing us. :o
Well obviously I didn't. ::)
Another time ,I had just arrived in London and my mate Jason took me for a tour of the city on his Guzzi.
We were stuck in traffic so Jas decides to drive up the wrong side of the road to get past the stationary traffic. We finally stop at a traffic island where we couldn't go any further because of 2 buses blocking the road. As we are sitting there I happen to look behind us to see a cop on a horse galloping up the road pointing at us (true story).
Now I thought that was a bit funny so tapped Jas on the shoulder and said 'hey there is a cop chasing us". Jas says bullshit but looks around to see the cop about 50ft behind us blowing his whistle.
That was like a red rag to a bull so Jas takes off up the footpath around the busses, and in and out of the traffic. The cop was still behind us and we weren't getting away from him.
(The funny bit is this was probably one of the slowest police chases in history. We would not have gone over 40kph.We could have run just as fast.)
Finally the traffic opened up a bit and we managed to get away abit, but at the roundabout ahead there were 2 cop cars waiting. He obviously radioed ahead.
As luck would have it there were 2 trucks on the double lane roundabout side by side, and we managed to sqeeze between them and get around the roundabout without the cops seeing us.
It was then a mad dash up the expressway and away. ;D
First and only time I have ever been chased by a cop on horseback.
Still funny till this day. :P
Post by: ford832 on September 02, 2011, 04:12:25 PM
I've had many of people laughing at me from-"yeah,I could do that" or "watch this " moments but the one I always found funny was when I crashed my SX trying to go crosscountry through a clearcut chopping.I almost made it too.when I finally cuffed it about 10 yds short of the tree line,I went down in a heap with the bike on top of me.I wasn't hurt in the least but my right leg went under one branch,over another and under another-locking me there.I could push the bike off me with my left foot but couldn't push it over as the wheels were jammed between branches and it would fall back on top of me.I was effectively pinned and couldn't figure a way out.I layed there for about 15 min while my left leg was shaking trying to hold the bike off until my buddy came back.After P-ing himself laughing for a while,then sitting on a stump for a while until my leg gave out and the bike fell down on me again,he got bored and pulled the bike off and got the center branch on my leg out so I could get up. :D
Post by: TMKIWI on September 02, 2011, 04:24:59 PM
On the South Island trip I fell off on some black ice and all the boys wanted to do was take photos of me pinned under the bike.
Wasn't so funny as the exhaust was burning my leg. >:(
I only hurt my pride.
Post by: ford832 on September 02, 2011, 04:31:20 PM
Post by: MXLord327 on September 07, 2011, 05:52:49 AM
Post by: VintageBlueSmoke on September 07, 2011, 07:56:08 AM
My buddy, as all do, just stood there laughing at me but eventually carried me in the house and to his credit, spent the rest of the night digging the rock salt out of my shredded hinny.
It was many years before I ever ventured timidly back on a golf course again.
Post by: Joe III on September 11, 2011, 08:45:15 PM
Post by: TMKIWI on September 11, 2011, 10:13:55 PM
I'm sure that I am no different than the rest of the older vets here,
Who are you calling old ? ;)
Post by: SachsGS on September 12, 2011, 07:53:28 AM
It was a warm ,sunny morning and all was going well until the bike seized about 30 k into the journey.I had tools with me and I proceeded to try to figure out why on earth this thing locked up.My mechanic had installed a new clutch the previous week and,yup, the motor was full of fresh oil.More trouble shooting and I realized the top end was starved for oil.But why? The oil pump was fine.I removed the oil filter and there was the answer,Rick had installed the side cover gasket incorrectly and restricted oil flow to the cylinder head.
After about 10 kilometers of pushing I met some dual sport guys and they said their sweep truck could give me and the XT a ride back.The Toyota pickup arrived shortly and,being loaded to the brim with gas cans and camping gear,the lady driver and myself devised a tie down tow rope to get me home.
The gravel road had been freshly graded so I told the lady to take it easy.She didn't.As I fought to keep the XT upright in the loose gravel I yelled at her to slow down.She couldn't hear me over the road noise.I watched the XT's speedo climb and when it hit 100kmh I decided now is a good time as any to jump ship.Being the long legged guy that I am,I simply stood up and watched the XT disappear out from under me.To this day I still recall that fleeting sensation of skiing down that gravel road at 60 mph in my motocross boots.I then started to tumble,as was the XT behind that truck when finally the Mensa candidate figured out something was wrong and stopped.
A logging truck gave the XT and me a ride back to my van.Covered head to foot in road rash and the Yamaha no longer pristine I realized this day may better have been devoted to some other activity. :-X
Post by: overthebars on September 16, 2011, 04:16:37 PM
Only the front fender got hurt in that incident. I was lucky to jump off in the last second and the bike hit the tree right on the triple clamps.
Post by: Super Trucker on October 13, 2011, 12:50:18 PM
Post by: coblefutch on October 13, 2011, 03:18:04 PM
Needless to say they were no longer impressed. :o
Post by: SachsGS on October 13, 2011, 06:20:26 PM
Post by: scotty dog on October 18, 2011, 08:04:46 PM
Embarrasing; Running out of fuel halfway down the start straight, first race!
Post by: VintageBlueSmoke on October 18, 2011, 09:56:43 PM
Stupid; Me aged about 12 on my mates 1980 YZ 80 with no helmet, throttle stuck 3/4 open and instead of pulling in the clutch n stopping i bailed! Two stitches in me head and gravel stones in my hands! Plus a pretty bad concussion
Embarrasing; Running out of fuel halfway down the start straight, first race!
I think you got those backwards. You should be EMBARRASED you were riding without a helmet AND that you paniced and bailed. It was just STUPID to run out of gas halfway down the start straight, first race!
Post by: scotty dog on October 19, 2011, 10:57:25 AM
Post by: ford832 on October 21, 2011, 09:31:29 AM
Post by: maicoman009 on November 15, 2011, 09:40:14 AM
There was a little league baseball game in progress so she told me that I did'nt have the balls to do that! I told her wrong answer & started my rm-80 up & took of down the hill towards the ball field & I rode a wheelie to the in-field & proceeded to ride around the in-field doing donuts & shooting roost all over the place! Next thing I know a couple off adults trying to watch the game got up from the bleachers & took off in their cars & one of the coaches ran up towards me & yelled that the police are on their way & told me I would be arrested! So I took off and rode up a street heading to the mountain & as I got to the gravel rode that takes me up on the mountain a City Police officer was flying towards me in his car with the lights on & thankfully I had a old style Scotts face mask & a old open face helmet so I know they did'nt know who I was I just had to worry about the girl who did know me & hope they did'nt go interogate her! Lucky for me I got up the gravel rode to a gate that's still there to this day & I had enough room on the right side to go around it so I made it around the locked gate & rode as far as I could up the mountain & hid up there until dark & then snuck down off the Mt. & locked & covered my rm-80 in the garage & went in my house to get cleaned up so I could walk up to the girls aunts house but by the time I got there her aunt was already home & asked me what in the heck am I doing at her house & I said as calmly as I could that I was looking for a buddy of mines house & I must have got the wrong address! She did'nt hardly believe me but @ least I ended up going back home & was very thankful that the PoPo did'nt catch me! After that fiasco I stayed off of my bike for about 4 months & then finally sold it to a friend & about a year & a half later I got a Suzuki 230 quadsport 4-choke four-wheeler! It was a total dog of a four-wheeler so I did'nt keep it very long...............
Post by: TMKIWI on November 17, 2011, 07:00:33 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on November 18, 2011, 10:37:51 PM
You know how they say that you turn the way you look? Well it doesnt work like that, I wish it did I would have been fine. But anyways, I was going down, looked backwards and didnt turn ENOUGH to avoid some waist high wooden poles on the side of the road. Needless to say I hit them... Just my foot and leg though, Thank God the bike was alright. In the end, I went to the hospital with an almost severed achilles tendon, and 15 stitckes, along with a million splinters on the leg that hit the pole. I was back on my bike in about two weeks though, lucky for me I wasnt out to long.
Post by: VintageBlueSmoke on December 12, 2011, 11:18:04 AM
So, last weekend was the last race of the year. I had just did a complete engine rebuild of my 1980 Can-Am MX6 400 (top and bottom) and was eager to see how much power I could squeeze out of it. The day dawned with drizzle and that boded well for me. The track had a new and considerably different layout than in the past and I hoped that my years of racing would be to my advantage searching for new lines as the track bedded in. It is very tight, great for the few 125's. I ran the whole practice (usually I just put in a couple of fast laps for qualifying) to get some groves going in the turns and test my lines. When the first moto came, I had qualified 5th fastest overall and 2nd MX1 (we run combined MX1 and MX2 classes). My start was poor but I made up quite a few positions after the first turn and looked to be in 5th place (2nd MX1). The next two guys were directly in front of me and I know I could get them and when I did, I started reeling in the MX 1 in front of me but stalled the motor in a turn and dropped back to 6th. Digging in and fighting harder, I got back to 3rd only to stall it again passing a lapper (a 125 no less!) and again dropped back to 7th. On the last lap, I passed 2 riders and was bumping the 4rd place rider in the last corner but couldn't get at the finish.
Not bad for breaking in the new motor I'd say and I was excited for the final moto. This would be my day. If I got a decent start and could beat the one MX1 in front of me, I'd win the day and might even be able to pressure the 250F that was running away with it.
My start was mid pack but by the 2nd turn, I was in 5th and had up to 2nd planned where the passes would take place. I made my move on the outside of the Kawasaki 250F in 4th but the engine bogged and I thought it would die! I fanned the clutch and we raced down the straight side by side but entering the next corner, the engine died. I kicked and kicked but nothing. I pulled the kill switch wire (my kill switch was in questionable condition) and still nothing. A spectator brought a plug and plug wrench, spark but no fire. I watched the checker flag come out and began the long push back to the pits. While waiting for stragglers to finish so as to cross the track, I just looked in the tank and...
There was no fuel.
Post by: snook620 on December 25, 2011, 11:04:22 PM
Post by: Super Trucker on December 30, 2011, 06:59:46 PM
Left a rag in my airbox the night before a race. Brand new 05 yz250. Next day at the track I had 5 different people try to start it, pulled it up and down the pits behind a quad. Changed the ignition, plug, cdi, had the whole bike apart almost but never seen the rag. I was so mad I went home. Took it to my mechanic the next day and was quickly called a dumbassHaha that,s funny
Post by: Miscreant317 on January 04, 2012, 06:42:43 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on February 03, 2012, 12:24:35 AM
Left a rag in my airbox the night before a race. Brand new 05 yz250. Next day at the track I had 5 different people try to start it, pulled it up and down the pits behind a quad. Changed the ignition, plug, cdi, had the whole bike apart almost but never seen the rag. I was so mad I went home. Took it to my mechanic the next day and was quickly called a dumbass
Hahaha don't worry mate I did the same thing... Well I didn't take it to a mechanic but tore my old XR100R all the way down. Anyone who isn't completely biased knows these bikes are very reliable and I was confident it wouldn't just die like that. I ended up taking out the spark plug, cut a little bit off and rescrewed the cap, I changed the oil to check for metal shavings, attempted to clutch start it etc. Eventually I decided to strip it down to its bear metal and figure it out. This bike was half project and half fun for me at the time and I wouldn't normally touch the engine but as it happened I had previously bought a full repair manual for it so I was confident I would be fine. I was too.... But when I finally got the engine out I glimpsed at the rag firmly stuffed into the intake... I'm pretty sure I killed all the ants and mice in that shed with my language... As for stupid things I was doing wheelies in a dry paddock one time about a year ago and as people who have ridden in the more arid paddocks and country side of Australia know... Termites have a nasty habbit of building their massive mounds In the most inconvenient places possible. Anyway the grass was a decent length and the beige brown it goes in the dry times so I was quite suprised to find myself leaving the comfortable seat of my bike and catching a brief glimpse of the silver handlebars as I was flung from the machine at a less then safe velocity... When I finally figured out that I was infact inhaling dirt and I got up (after several tries) The bike was infact by some miracle fine but I had a decent concussion.
A near death experience I had was getting highsided by my bike and was flung onto the ground. As I looked to my left because I wasn't hurt at all I noticed a starpickit about half a metre away from where I lay. Somebody out there must still like me cos I was in for a sucky death if I had come off just that little bit earlier.
Embarrassing things... Where to start xD stalling it over a jump at the track, and while taking off as I was still getting used to the bike. This was my old CRF250R dumper but anyway. I also had the smarts to wash the mud off my gloves before resuming riding one time.... You can imagine how much grip that gave me of my handlebars
Post by: Marco810 on April 28, 2012, 05:34:48 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on April 29, 2012, 08:30:04 AM
Post by: twosmoke595 on May 07, 2012, 07:27:50 PM
I kicked the shit out of my bike for about half an hour before i realised it had the exhaust plug in it yesterday. Thought it was flooded, nooope just severe stupidity
haha me too, done that quite a few times with my 125, it doens't have enough power to shoot the plug out the back when i kick it over, so ive had many times where i just keep kicking until i check everything over and then notice the plug in the exhaust, then i bang my head on the bar pad and take the plug out kick it once and it fires lol
our 250 on the other hand will shoot the plug across the street when you kick it over with he plug in
Post by: Stusmoke on May 07, 2012, 11:24:50 PM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 07, 2012, 11:51:40 PM
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I've really got to unfuck the jetting on my bike its dirtying plugs fast and being a slut to start.My jetting is a bit off too, but it doesn't take much more to start than normal jetting, unless the engine is hot, then it takes a few kicks.
Post by: Stusmoke on May 08, 2012, 01:11:24 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 08, 2012, 03:15:27 AM
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but its still not real flashDo you mean its not sparking a nice bright blue? Because that could be something else other than a dirty plug.
Post by: Stusmoke on May 08, 2012, 09:37:39 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 08, 2012, 12:13:45 PM
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When I take it out its just a filthy black color.Oh ok. Mine comes out exactly like that too, but it still sparks blue even though its oiled up, so I don't worry about it to much.
Post by: Stusmoke on May 10, 2012, 09:45:10 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 10, 2012, 02:49:52 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on May 11, 2012, 02:24:44 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 11, 2012, 07:24:48 AM
If the air/fuel screw doesn't fix it for you, then try the jetting. They are really cheap and easy to install, so buy a few sizes lean and try them all. Take the plug out and clean it between every plug test and compare your results to the picture above. Hope this helps
Post by: Stusmoke on May 11, 2012, 09:02:48 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 11, 2012, 10:46:07 PM
But if the electrode on the plug is worn like it looks like in the picture after only a few hours of riding, then there is an issue somewhere. The electrode should not wear down to that after a few hours hahaha
Post by: Stusmoke on May 13, 2012, 08:49:23 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 13, 2012, 12:12:24 PM
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Post by: cnrcpla on May 14, 2012, 12:09:14 PM
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Post by: Stusmoke on May 15, 2012, 07:33:21 AM
Post by: cnrcpla on May 15, 2012, 12:34:48 PM
Post by: Brap on May 16, 2012, 12:37:36 PM
Ok thats pretty funny haha. You're lucky thats all you broke
Everyone laughed at my ass haha
Post by: GlennC on May 22, 2012, 06:11:14 AM
Post by: scotty dog on May 25, 2012, 12:57:18 PM
I kicked the shit out of my bike for about half an hour before i realised it had the exhaust plug in it yesterday. Thought it was flooded, nooope just severe stupidityHAHA i too have done this but mine was a cork, bike started n barely ran, cork flew out, hit the shed wall with a BANG! and scared shit out of me
Post by: Stusmoke on May 26, 2012, 02:12:36 AM
Post by: gpnewhouse7 on May 26, 2012, 11:56:39 AM
Post by: Stusmoke on May 27, 2012, 03:20:39 AM
Haha I hit my neighbour with an exhaust cork out of my old yz, I started it an was just about to set off when I felt it not to be running right and then all of a sudden it was running perfectly and my neighbour was on the floor screaming in pain. Apparently he`d been walking over to pull the cork out the exhaust when I had gave it full throttle an the cork flew out. I think you can guess where it hit him lol
Thats hilarious! Does your neighbour know anything about bikes? Cos I wouldn't have been anywhere near the firing range. You guys should see the plugs come out of the turds.... It should be weaponized
Post by: gpnewhouse7 on May 29, 2012, 02:18:45 AM
Haha I hit my neighbour with an exhaust cork out of my old yz, I started it an was just about to set off when I felt it not to be running right and then all of a sudden it was running perfectly and my neighbour was on the floor screaming in pain. Apparently he`d been walking over to pull the cork out the exhaust when I had gave it full throttle an the cork flew out. I think you can guess where it hit him lol
Thats hilarious! Does your neighbour know anything about bikes? Cos I wouldn't have been anywhere near the firing range. You guys should see the plugs come out of the turds.... It should be weaponized
Ye he's a mechanic by trade and used to race a maico 400 in the british championship when maico's were a relatively big brand, he just underestimated the speed that that cork could fly out of that exhaust
Post by: Stusmoke on May 29, 2012, 07:53:21 AM
Post by: Stusmoke on December 30, 2012, 12:59:34 PM
Got complacent today, had my 125 on the stella stand. Happily ratcheting away, got off my stool to get a 12 mil socket, thong caught on the lever of the stand. The bike plummeted, driving the handle of the stand square into my nuts.
Not. Effing. Cool. 5 minutes of groaning on the ground and dry retching. FML.
This has happened once before, except it was with my 2005 CRF250R. So an extra 15 KGs was even worse.
Also on todays list: tripped over aforementioned stella stand, over torqued a bolt and snapped it off, almost chopped my wang off with an angle grinder and dropped the ratchet on my already mangled toe.
And a happy new year to you all!
Post by: Uniflow on December 30, 2012, 09:11:26 PM
So as it came round again I lept in on it thinking I I'll just pick it up, what was I thinking, all it did was wheel stand off leaving me on the ground with stones still getting thrown at me!! This time it when over the edge down a bank through the scrub mostly blackberry and gorse, now what to do??? If you have ever heard an air cooled 400 cc bike free revving at ? revs it's not nice and all I wanted to do was shut it down before it exploded. So now we are standing on the side of the road looking down into the scrub, smoke rising, and an unholy noise coming up. I had no choice, It had lots of fuel on board, into the mess I went still not sure what to do I think a little shock had set in by this time thankfully it was up against a tree so as I picked the bike up this time I was able to run it into the tree and stall it. I must say it was all I could do to hold it there until it quit! Now finally the noise had stopped and in the silence all I could hear was my friend laughing, funniest thing he had ever seen. After I stopped shaking I had to laugh also, you know I had had problems with the throttle sticking some weeks earlier, something you probably want to sort out on a 400 cc twostroke sooner rather than like me, later.
Post by: _X_ on December 30, 2012, 10:02:39 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on December 31, 2012, 12:09:19 AM
I'm the guy who's seat fell off first jump of a moto. needless to say i stood up for the rest of the race.
HAHAHA! Someone was the laughing stock of the track...
Post by: _X_ on December 31, 2012, 02:44:15 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 01, 2013, 12:37:22 AM
Don't ever send your bike to me guys
Post by: Brap on January 07, 2013, 05:31:28 PM
Post by: citabjockey on January 07, 2013, 06:20:12 PM
I had a YZ 400 1979 F model, it was more of a bike than I could handle but at 18 I thought I could handle anything, fast! A friend and were out trail riding in the forest trying to outdo each other, like you do. He went past on the back wheel up a long loose metal road so not to be outdone I went past him on the back wheel only I was in fourth now, you quessed it, over I went skidding up the road on my arss stones flying everywhere watching my 400 go end over end. Finally we all ended up together in a heap but the 400 was still at half throttle with its handle bar in the ground, middle of the road, still in fourth going round and round in circles throwing stones at us. Kill switch had gone, what to do??? You try locking your throttle on half in fourth and let your bike go and see what happens, it's like a posessed monster with a mind of it's own, what to do?
Post by: citabjockey on January 07, 2013, 07:07:52 PM
Drove to the track the next AM. Unloaded the bike and when practice started I kicked it over and rode over to the start line. Even doing this it seemed like it wasn't running quite right. I ended up doing a couple of laps and was amazed at the power gain. What I failed to recognize at the time was that instead of adding power it actually just removed what little low end and midrange that RM had. The hit was now so pronounced that it *felt* like a rocket ship. Those practice laps -- I am sure -- were some of the slowest laps that day.
So I decide to do a couple of starts to make sure I can "handle all this power". Line up, rev it up, feed the clutch and LOOP. Instantly. It was then that I decided that the half baked carb swap was probably not the hot ticket. The engine, on the other hand, was quite hot given how lean it was running.
Packed it up for the day and put the stock carb on it back at home.
I still have that 38mm on a shelf somewhere. A whole 30 minutes of run time on it.
Post by: citabjockey on January 07, 2013, 07:15:08 PM
Anyway, we return to my "rig", have a snack and some gatoraid and load up the bikes.
We then get in the car and start driving. There is a short sandy dirt road followed by a two lane blacktop. I make the left turn on to the blacktop and floor the rotary (that car was pretty speedy).
We hear a "bump bump bump" from up on the roof of the car.
I look into the rear view mirror in time to see my Moto3 roll down the backside of the car and disappear behind the trunk.
Then the trailer "jumps" off the ground and the axle rolls over my new helmet at 30+ mph. My buddies are laughing their asses off!
I stop, turn around and retrive the brain bucket. I was so disgusted I heaved it into the field next to me and drove off.
Idiot. I should have kept it. As smashed and gouged as it was I could have come up with some amazing bench race stories for it if I still had it!
Post by: Uniflow on January 07, 2013, 07:46:05 PM
Back in the early 80's (very early) was out trail riding with some buddies. I had a mazda rotary and a 3 rail trailer to get us to the national forest near where I was going to school. We had a great day riding, my new bell moto 3 helmet was finally starting break in (I think this was its 2nd or 3rd outing).
Anyway, we return to my "rig", have a snack and some gatoraid and load up the bikes.
We then get in the car and start driving. There is a short sandy dirt road followed by a two lane blacktop. I make the left turn on to the blacktop and floor the rotary (that car was pretty speedy).
We hear a "bump bump bump" from up on the roof of the car.
I look into the rear view mirror in time to see my Moto3 roll down the backside of the car and disappear behind the trunk.
Then the trailer "jumps" off the ground and the axle rolls over my new helmet at 30+ mph. My buddies are laughing their asses off!
I stop, turn around and retrive the brain bucket. I was so disgusted I heaved it into the field next to me and drove off.
Idiot. I should have kept it. As smashed and gouged as it was I could have come up with some amazing bench race stories for it if I still had it!
Yes we all do this sort of thing some time or other. This one I'm almost too ashamed to relate!!
Just recent, bought a new truck, diesel. First diesel I've owned, salesman said " DO NOT PUT PETROL IN IT" . Off we go to the trail ride, stop to get fuel. I'm half asleep and end up filling not only the truck with Diesel but also the bike fuel drum. At the ride my bike has fuel already so I'm off only to get back to find my apprentice having real trouble starting his bike ( fourstroke ). I'm thinking useless fourstrokes until I go to mix my own fuel and thought that smells odd??? The apprentice was not very happy with me to say the least. I made him keep it to himself for fear of no job!!!
Yes I've backed over a helmet before, just glad no one's head was in it at the time.
Post by: citabjockey on January 08, 2013, 01:31:43 AM
A friend of a friend bought a diesel truck years ago. He works as an airplane mechanic for a construction company to service their biz jets. Every now and then you have to inspect the fuel tanks so they drain the remaining fuel into 55 gallon drums. This stuff is kerosene thinks the guy, why not run it in my truck? He calls FORD to see if they will revoke the warranty if he puts jet fuel in his pickup.
They said "go for it"
Yes we all do this sort of thing some time or other. This one I'm almost too ashamed to relate!!
Just recent, bought a new truck, diesel. First diesel I've owned, salesman said " DO NOT PUT PETROL IN IT" . Off we go to the trail ride, stop to get fuel. I'm half asleep and end up filling not only the truck with Diesel but also the bike fuel drum. At the ride my bike has fuel already so I'm off only to get back to find my apprentice having real trouble starting his bike ( fourstroke ). I'm thinking useless fourstrokes until I go to mix my own fuel and thought that smells odd??? The apprentice was not very happy with me to say the least. I made keep it to himself for fear of no job!!!
Yes I've backed over a helmet before, just glad no one's head was in it at the time.
Post by: riffraff on January 08, 2013, 04:28:23 AM
Post by: SachsGS on January 08, 2013, 04:42:01 AM
Post by: Uniflow on January 08, 2013, 09:54:09 AM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 08, 2013, 09:58:51 PM
Cheap as chips??
Badass wordplay alert
Post by: SachsGS on January 12, 2013, 04:04:28 AM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 13, 2013, 12:40:20 AM
I was 17 or so and riding an ancient (but nice) Bultaco my father had picked up cheap from a co worker. We were riding down this winding, heavily treed connector fire road and I was taking it really easy because the old Bul had wet brakes. I had just rounded a corner when I saw this kid flying toward me on a Suzuki! He was looking back to see how badly he was smoking the old man, I veered right to try and avoid him but he still clipped my handlebars, sending me off the road and down this steep bank. The Bul hit a huge rock at the base of the bank, the forks bottomed kicking the back of the bike (and me) high in the air. I did a perfect back flip landing on my feet in dense underbrush! I still recall standing there wondering what had just happened while my friends called my name as they tried to find me.
The crapiest part of that story, is that your friends didn't see the backflip you landed
What happened to the kid on the zook?
Post by: shanes on January 13, 2013, 06:32:22 AM
one of the guys at the race school got it all on film :-}} he was a canadian guy and it made one of there video's . they made DVD's like jackarse or nitro circus type deal it was about 9-10 years ago
Post by: Stusmoke on January 13, 2013, 09:54:02 AM
i was testing R1 superbike the day before i was due to fly out and race a GSXR 1000 in the Chinese endurance championship , i had done about 10 laps and when i felt the rear pads hit metal so pulled in . i had pulled it up on the back wheel come into pit road and had gone about 150 yards when i ran over a water grate , it went over the balance point i tapped the rear brake to get it down but there was none so it spat me straight off the back then cartwheeled down the pit road unit it hit a concrete pole , smashed the front wheel , bent the forks ripped off the end can destroyed the fairings . it was an expensive wheelie
one of the guys at the race school got it all on film :-}} he was a canadian guy and it made one of there video's . they made DVD's like jackarse or nitro circus type deal it was about 9-10 years ago
OUCH! I'm sure that Mr. Yamaha was greatly impressed with replacing the front wheel, suspension and whatever else broke
You mustve been a real favourite for a while lol
Post by: shanes on January 13, 2013, 09:58:43 AM
OUCH! I'm sure that Mr. Yamaha was greatly impressed with replacing the front wheel, suspension and whatever else broke
No it was worse than that the Yamaha was mine , the suzuki was the teams bikes , lucky I didn't crash that and we won so they where happy
Post by: Stusmoke on January 13, 2013, 11:16:44 AM
While we're on the topic, what are the limits for motoGP engines? As in how many can you go through a season?
Post by: citabjockey on January 13, 2013, 02:08:47 PM
sounds like a nightmare....
it was an expensive wheelie
one of the guys at the race school got it all on film :-}} he was a canadian guy and it made one of there video's . they made DVD's like jackarse or nitro circus type deal it was about 9-10 years ago
Post by: SachsGS on January 13, 2013, 02:45:48 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 13, 2013, 10:59:20 PM
Post by: shanes on January 14, 2013, 06:10:55 AM
While we're on the topic, what are the limits for motoGP engines? As in how many can you go through a season?
Moto GP can have 6 engines for the season
CRT bikes get 12 thats why the ART Aprilia engine puts out 15-20 less Hp than the WSBK bikes last year Aprilia went through 36 engines in WSBK and Kawasaki went through 32 , they are looking at the rules now trying to put a limit on wsbk engine numbers as is has got out right silly as far as money goes
Post by: Stusmoke on January 14, 2013, 11:51:02 AM
While we're on the topic, what are the limits for motoGP engines? As in how many can you go through a season?
Moto GP can have 6 engines for the season
CRT bikes get 12 thats why the ART Aprilia engine puts out 15-20 less Hp than the WSBK bikes last year Aprilia went through 36 engines in WSBK and Kawasaki went through 32 , they are looking at the rules now trying to put a limit on wsbk engine numbers as is has got out right silly as far as money goes
I'm sorry I don't know anything about motoGP what is WSBK? But 36 freaking engines? That would have to be four stroke right? That could end up being over 300 thousand dollars depending on the number of cylinders
Post by: shanes on January 14, 2013, 12:21:41 PM
I have a Honda CBR 1000 that engine was 10,000 pounds to build , I just had it freshened up it cost me 3,500 pounds plus shipping from Asia to the uk to have it done , it puts out 190 Hp at the rear wheel I get 1 season of riding out of that I only ride it at Sepang about 15-20 days a year , the bikes in WSBK. Are putting out over 220 Hp at the back wheel they use an engine every race .
MX is so much fun a free compared to riding Superbikes 2 days riding will cost me about 1000 dollars all up with tires , track time , fuel etc etc
Post by: 2T Institute on January 14, 2013, 01:30:33 PM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 14, 2013, 10:58:11 PM
WSBK Is world Super bike they race 1000cc and they are bloody expensive .
I have a Honda CBR 1000 that engine was 10,000 pounds to build , I just had it freshened up it cost me 3,500 pounds plus shipping from Asia to the uk to have it done , it puts out 190 Hp at the rear wheel I get 1 season of riding out of that I only ride it at Sepang about 15-20 days a year , the bikes in WSBK. Are putting out over 220 Hp at the back wheel they use an engine every race .
MX is so much fun a free compared to riding Superbikes 2 days riding will cost me about 1000 dollars all up with tires , track time , fuel etc etc
That, dear sir, is F**KING RIDICULOUS!
How the hell is anyone meant to do that? Even when it was two strokes, it was still expensive with all those cylinders. But what the f********k man thats crazy money! I wish the factory teams would send some of it my way
Post by: vetman on January 15, 2013, 02:16:34 AM
Post by: Stusmoke on January 15, 2013, 02:26:20 AM
Had early start for raceday loaded up all me kit fuels riding gear etc,bolted got to the track about a hour an half away then relised id left my bike in the shed talk about a dummy
No... Way... That is hilarious!
Post by: TMKIWI on April 02, 2013, 07:08:04 AM
what? after the moto he had homosexual relations? whats going on down there stu?
You don't want to know what aussies get up to racer x.
Post by: Stusmoke on April 02, 2013, 09:08:49 AM
what? after the moto he had homosexual relations? whats going on down there stu?
You don't want to know what aussies get up to racer x.
Indeed! Lets just say I've found some disturbing things in the mx park's pond... And bathroom stalls.
What was I doing in the pond I hear you wonder? Lets just say even the best riders in the world sometimes leave their bike pinned through a rut, don't lean enough and get high sided into the local water feature.
Post by: _X_ on April 02, 2013, 08:57:19 PM