It certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.

[crashmasterd]

****in'- What the ****in'. ****. Who the **** ****ed this ****ing... How did you two ****ing ****s... ****!



So I take the new girl for her first long ride down to Long Beach today. Good ride, 370 miles today, and 710 total. She's ready for her very first oil change (more break in oil for another 500 miles or so.) Biggest disaster of the day; the horn fell off. The bolt came out and is laying on the road somewhere. The horn was just dangling there when I stopped for fuel. Oh well. Easy fix. Stopped at Serious Pizza + and had a pretty damn good meatball sandwich, then headed back. It was dry riding down, but drizzled a little bit on the way back. Just enough to smear my shield and make the oncoming headlights glare so much I couldn't see shit. Just rolled in the garage at 9:00 p.m.

But one thing happened that ruined the whole thing for me, and is the cause of laundry.

I'm coming back home through Camas and Washougal on Highway 14 right at twilight. It's a two-lane undivided highway with several stoplights and a speed limit of 55. This particular section is about five miles long, and straight as an arrow. At the last stoplight I was first in line of about three cars, and we all took off on the green and sped up to right about 55, it being a popular place for cops to stop and eat donuts and give tickets.

So I'm cruising along, and some ass-hole coming the opposite direction decides he needs to pass the car in front of him. Right in front of ME! He pulls into my lane at maybe 150 yards away and accelerates. He might be able to say he couldn't see me (it's overcast and almost dark, but I do have two ****ing headlights!) but he can't possibly say he didn't see the pickup truck right behind me. He's going at just the right speed that he's level with the car he's trying to pass when he gets next to me and runs me out of the lane and onto the shoulder. MUTHER ****ER! I turn to look and see he's just managed to get past the car, and is still accelerating away. He ran the truck behind me off onto the shoulder too.

Later I realized I should have turned around and followed the bastard and called the State Patrol and reported him as a drunk driver. I don't care if he was drunk or not, but he should at least have to go through the hassle of proving it. However I was too frazzled to think clearly and I had a creepy oozing feeling in my shorts. There was literally nothing I could have done except swerve onto the shoulder, and he missed me by inches. Braking would have just changed a head-on collision from a combined 120MPH to a combined 80MPH at best. Besides, it happened so fast!

Anyway, I'm just thankful I've been lucky on this one. It could have been very very worse-than-Dbl bad for me tonight.

Nah, it's probably best I didn't turn around and follow this shit home. I'd probably have burnt his house down or bitch-slapped him with a brick or something and ended up in jail with a nasty case of hemorrhoids and a tattoo that says "Bubba forever."

[Chewie.]

Today was not your day to go Crash.

You're fortunate that the bastard gave you enough of a warning to allow you to get off the road out of his way.
About 20 years ago when I was doing training to become a licensed riding instructor, one of the guys I was training with (an older guy in his 50's) was riding his gold wing (towing a trailer) up a country highway at dusk, in the rain, when a car coming the other way pulled out to overtake right in front of him. Apparently he never even got time to hit the brakes. His mate following behind only just avoided the whole mess. First his fellow trainees got to hear about it was when he didn't arrive for our next class.

[dano]

sucks man.....glad u GOT home in one piece to write about it. live and learn everyday......

[crashmasterd]

I'm still kinda shaking over it. That's one of my nightmares. In that place there's almost not enough shoulder to get over onto.

Wish I had been in my car. I'd let the ****er take out my front quarter panel and total it. I just got it payed off. I'd love to have a new one on his dime. Trouble is, he probably is uninsured.

[Dirty Sanchez]

Ya I know that stretch of road well. Glad you made it home safe.
Our plans changed with the group when we were leaving. Decided to go to Seaside via 202. Nice and twisty. Only think worth mention, got a decent wheelie on the St Johns bridge, wife loved it as we were two up !!
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[crashmasterd]

heh heh. I got my first whoolie on lil' red today. Accidentally of course. Right next to the ranger station at Fort Canby State Park. Whoops! Careful with that throttle in first!

[AA]

About 20 years ago when I was doing training to become a licensed riding instructor.

Is that an euphemism for pimp?

Seriously though, I feel for your friend.

One of my neighbors is in the Royal Alfred Hospital at the moment with 2 broken legs, broken pelvis, 5 broken ribs, undetermined neck damage, broken arm and still to be determined internal damage.
He is 61, owns his own, one man performance engine business and was driving a 4wd/pickup.

Some young bloke decided he needed to pass a few cars at 5.30 on a Friday night and hit him head on.

Thank goodness he wasn't on a bike as there was nowhere to go on that road but into the trees.
Neighbors are rallying to help him and his wife.

Luxuriate in the Karma Crash, it wasn't your time.
Yes, the FWit should be made to pay, but if you had caught up to him/her what then?
Kill em and do 20 hard or get shot yourself?

Have a drink and enjoy life.

Sounds like you are.

AA

[BUCKET]

sucks man.....glad u GOT home in one piece to write about it. live and learn everyday......

What this cracka said.

[limey]

[crashmasterd]

Actually, I kinda loosened the **** up.