When you are a new rider with your first bike starting to amass a small amount of confidence riding around the neighborhood...then you realize your sloped driveway will be the biggest challenge. You pull it into your garage just fine and you think, i should get some more practice starting on the hill.You back out and try again, stall a few times, then take off. You lose control and ram your wife's brand new leased car. More damage to the car than the bike and severely bruised ego and upset wife. :thumbup:
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FZ6R_Blue
your on a ride with a 30-40 other bikes and you kill it at a stop sign.
When whoever did the assembly on the bike originally used bolts to hold the tank on that aren't stock with the bike and fu*# up the threads. Then as you're removing the right bolt to change the air filter, you feel it suddenly tighten up and break off the head of one. I broke off multiple drill bits, bolt extractors, grinding wheels, etc... trying to get that damn bolt out. I finally got a hole drilled into it and broke off a tap in it. :banghead: Then I was trying to clean up the threads in the one remaining bolt hole that's not so totally knackered so I could put a good bolt in, the brand new $25 6mm tap I just bought to do this, breaks off in the other bolt hole. 
I've spent most of the night last night and all morning fabricating a new bracket that mounts to the second set of holes behind the standard holes, and welding another bracket to the one that bolts to the underside of the tank. I'm waiting for JB Weld to harden right now so I can take it all apart and take it to my dad's house to actually weld it all up. This is the most frustrating and pretty damn expensive pain the ass thing I've had to deal with. I've broken $100 in tools trying to fix someone's screw up. I noticed the first time I lifted the tank that the threads felt and looked a little odd. And noticed that the bolts didn't match what was used on the rest of the bike. But didn't really think much of it. I don't know if the last time I put the bolts in I cross threaded them and they were already so screwed up I didn't feel it or what. But this is so annoying.
I've spent most of the night last night and all morning fabricating a new bracket that mounts to the second set of holes behind the standard holes, and welding another bracket to the one that bolts to the underside of the tank. I'm waiting for JB Weld to harden right now so I can take it all apart and take it to my dad's house to actually weld it all up. This is the most frustrating and pretty damn expensive pain the ass thing I've had to deal with. I've broken $100 in tools trying to fix someone's screw up. I noticed the first time I lifted the tank that the threads felt and looked a little odd. And noticed that the bolts didn't match what was used on the rest of the bike. But didn't really think much of it. I don't know if the last time I put the bolts in I cross threaded them and they were already so screwed up I didn't feel it or what. But this is so annoying.
1. Trying to find 2nd.
2. You don't have the funds to buy the mods/gear you look at everyday.
3. You lowside in a jam packed 4 way.
4. You have to ride all bruised up from the crash earlier that day.
5. You're in a group and everybody else is on a supersport styled bike. I still love my bike!
6. You're ordered to abide by riding guidelines to motorcycle apparel. I just want to wear what I want when I ride....It'll still be all the safety gear...just don't tell me only specific colors!
2. You don't have the funds to buy the mods/gear you look at everyday.
3. You lowside in a jam packed 4 way.
4. You have to ride all bruised up from the crash earlier that day.
5. You're in a group and everybody else is on a supersport styled bike. I still love my bike!
6. You're ordered to abide by riding guidelines to motorcycle apparel. I just want to wear what I want when I ride....It'll still be all the safety gear...just don't tell me only specific colors!
When you come across your first gravel pit, and being a noob try to u-turn in it, gas it a little too much, back wheel flies out, and *boom* hit the ground. What's worse, you're mentally freaked out, go to pick up the bike on an incline, and it falls over on the other side. :surrender:
you roll into work and after the gate guard checks your ID, you kill it. i knew it was inevitable
- riding behind a cager and they spray their windshield wiper fluid and it hits you in the face...(happened twice so far, i wonder if they do it on purpose haha)
- underestimating how strong the wind is and you trying to act cool going 60 on a slight turn and having the wind almost blow you into the guard rail
- pull your bike out of the garage and putting your foot on a wet leaf causing you to almost drop her
- every time you glance at those rabbit ear mirrors
- when some hot girl is trying to talk to you at a stop light and you have your music in and by the time you get the volume down, the light turns green
- underestimating how strong the wind is and you trying to act cool going 60 on a slight turn and having the wind almost blow you into the guard rail
- pull your bike out of the garage and putting your foot on a wet leaf causing you to almost drop her
- every time you glance at those rabbit ear mirrors
- when some hot girl is trying to talk to you at a stop light and you have your music in and by the time you get the volume down, the light turns green
- You realize you're not trained as good as you think you are when a kamakaze squirrel on the side of the road runs in front of you and instead of executing the MSF 'swerve and avoid' maneuver you close your eyes, lock your brakes, and scream like a girl...
- You back your bike out (with the sidestand down) and claw the bloody cr@p out of your left foot with the kickstand...
- You leave the office wearing all your coolest moto gear and as your co-workers in the parking lot watch you mount up you realize you are still wearing your business dress loafers...
- You look all over the restaurant for 30 minutes for your keys only to find them still in the ignition...
Ugh
- You back your bike out (with the sidestand down) and claw the bloody cr@p out of your left foot with the kickstand...
- You leave the office wearing all your coolest moto gear and as your co-workers in the parking lot watch you mount up you realize you are still wearing your business dress loafers...
- You look all over the restaurant for 30 minutes for your keys only to find them still in the ignition...
Ugh
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-You look all over your buddies house for you keys and realize you are an idiot and they are in your helmet hanging from your side mirror...
Mr Citrus
New Member
Glad to know I'm not the only one!You go to put the key in your bike and drop it into the fairing and have to shake your bike to get it to fall out, or worst have to dig around in there until it shows up
- you are flying down the road and realize that the flapping piece of fabric slapping your neck is the unfastened chin strap from your helmet,,,:surrender:
- but most of all for me it sucks the most when I am through riding for the day...see you out there on the road, ride hard, ride safe!
- but most of all for me it sucks the most when I am through riding for the day...see you out there on the road, ride hard, ride safe!
When you're out enjoying your ride in the mountains on a warm but a little muggy summer day and you start seeing clouds roll in. Next thing you know you're riding in the rain with thunder and lighting all around you in some of the most twisty canyon roads around.
When the hell did I move to Oklahoma? We don't have 90º thunderstorms in San Diego. :rant:
When the hell did I move to Oklahoma? We don't have 90º thunderstorms in San Diego. :rant:
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mas4489
... its 4th of July and your stuck at work for 8 hours
(almost done though)
(almost done though)
...you back into a spot in the parking lot, and you turn your handlebars all the way left to lock them, and the horn button hits the tank and alerts the entire lot to the fact you are a jackass.
...you do it two more times before you realize it's the tank that's causing your damn horn to bleat.
...you do it two more times before you realize it's the tank that's causing your damn horn to bleat.
This 100% is what I was thinking
you pull in straight to a parking spot, on a grade enough that you cannot walk the bike backwards. you have to stand to the side and pull it back.
+1 to backing in next time
You head to a guys night reunion 6 hours and 4 states away with college friends you haven't seen in 5 years. Everyone gets in the trendy club but you stand outside to smoke. You finally enter and it's one of those establishments that absolutely requires ID to get in. At that moment you realize you left your ID in your riding leathers 4 states away.
I can't believe "dude, look at me, I'm balding" actually worked.....
I can't believe "dude, look at me, I'm balding" actually worked.....
DakinechicK
Active Member
-When there is not NEARLY enough awesome formfitting and flattering womens gear to buy so you have to just deal with whats out there and spend tons of $$$ on something you really do NOT love. No? Is that just me then?
-Knowing that you are abusing the hell out of your clutch when there is a traffic jam that is constantly moving, but at only 5 miles per hour..... Just enough to piss you off!
^Same thing, but on a nice uphill incline for a few miles or an uneven road and the car in front of you is enjoying their braking JUST enough to get you all off balance at 1 mph so as to have to put your feet down, just to start going again.
-Not blipping the throttle correctly in your downshift and you just shake your head wondering why you even try.
-Knowing that you are abusing the hell out of your clutch when there is a traffic jam that is constantly moving, but at only 5 miles per hour..... Just enough to piss you off!
^Same thing, but on a nice uphill incline for a few miles or an uneven road and the car in front of you is enjoying their braking JUST enough to get you all off balance at 1 mph so as to have to put your feet down, just to start going again.
-Not blipping the throttle correctly in your downshift and you just shake your head wondering why you even try.