mrjoshzombie
Been Around the Block
VonYinzer said:
I think this one made me cringe the hardest just knowing how much fun that is to clean up.
Learning from our mistakes OR shit not ta do
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I think this one made me cringe the hardest just knowing how much fun that is to clean up.
phxtoad
Careful Man, there's a beverage here...
Back when I installed a ZX14 rear shock on my SV650...
...Of course as I usually do, I had a momentary lapse of reason along the way. I used a heavy duty ratchet strap to suspend the rear end. I had to run out to get a longer bottom shock bolt though. So thinking it might be better to get the bike down on the stand a bit while I was gone, I released the ratchet strap... Doh. Without the dogbones the tail dropped like a ton of bricks. Smushed my license plate real good.
Idiot.
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...Of course as I usually do, I had a momentary lapse of reason along the way. I used a heavy duty ratchet strap to suspend the rear end. I had to run out to get a longer bottom shock bolt though. So thinking it might be better to get the bike down on the stand a bit while I was gone, I released the ratchet strap... Doh. Without the dogbones the tail dropped like a ton of bricks. Smushed my license plate real good.
Idiot.
Hoosier Daddy
Earache my eye...
Made me Laugh! Only us old dogs will remember those.
Along those lines you have to remember in the late '70's we did some "custom" things to vans and trucks. Usually involving long loop pile shag carpet.
A buddy of mine had his Ranchero inside the shop we worked at after hours. It had a beautiful "70's" mural painted on both sides. We took the camper topper off the bed and cut some groovey pieces of said carpet to cover the front, sides and bottom of the bed. Then we took a gallon pail of contact adhiesive and painted the entire bed. Can and brush on the lowered tail-gate.
As we were waiting the instructed time for it to flash and then apply the carpet, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my lighter... "suppose this shit is flamable?" I said as I stuck a spark just in jest...
HA-WHOOM! Up it went into an instant ball of flame! After we were frozen for what seemed like forever, my Buddy ran for a fire extinguisher and I jumped in the bed and kicked out the flaming gallon pail of adhiesive out the door...
Wrong again! it flew across the shop in a sideways spiral, slinging flaming glue in every direction before exiting the building.
When it was allover his truck was a burnt glued, smoke damaged western desert mural that stank like high hell. And we were there until well after midnight cleaning up the shop so the Boss wouldn't find out in the morning. :
If I run into him today, he still reminds me of it.
Cafe-XV750
Been Around the Block
Speedo stopped working on my ZX900. Some quick online research pointed to checking out the drive collar and/or speedo gearbox as are prone to stripping. Both require a front wheel pull.
Bike has crazy lean when just on the kick stand so I 'level' the bike using some blocks under stand so I can lift the front with a wheel stand. I'm lining up the lift points on the bottom of the forks and over she goes. Proceed with swearing and cringing at what damage I'll find on the freshly restored bodywork. I get her righted and am thankful that only a mirror housing scratch and no apparent body damage anywhere. If the bike were located 6" to the right, it would've gone over on the edge of my work bench and probably sheared off the screen/upper fairing and/or fell onto the side of the tank. If I would've located the bike the other way in my garage it probably would've fell into my '66 Mustang.
Regroup and decide to remove and check the speedo cable - which can be done with tires on the ground ... yep it was broken.
Lesson: 1) don't always believe the internet and 2) check the easy/simple things first!
Bike has crazy lean when just on the kick stand so I 'level' the bike using some blocks under stand so I can lift the front with a wheel stand. I'm lining up the lift points on the bottom of the forks and over she goes. Proceed with swearing and cringing at what damage I'll find on the freshly restored bodywork. I get her righted and am thankful that only a mirror housing scratch and no apparent body damage anywhere. If the bike were located 6" to the right, it would've gone over on the edge of my work bench and probably sheared off the screen/upper fairing and/or fell onto the side of the tank. If I would've located the bike the other way in my garage it probably would've fell into my '66 Mustang.
Regroup and decide to remove and check the speedo cable - which can be done with tires on the ground ... yep it was broken.
Lesson: 1) don't always believe the internet and 2) check the easy/simple things first!
SONICJK
Reminds me of...me No, I'm sure of it. I hate him
Hoosier Daddy said:Made me Laugh! Only us old dogs will remember those.
Along those lines you have to remember in the late '70's we did some "custom" things to vans and trucks. Usually involving long loop pile shag carpet.
A buddy of mine had his Ranchero inside the shop we worked at after hours. It had a beautiful "70's" mural painted on both sides. We took the camper topper off the bed and cut some groovey pieces of said carpet to cover the front, sides and bottom of the bed. Then we took a gallon pail of contact adhiesive and painted the entire bed. Can and brush on the lowered tail-gate.
As we were waiting the instructed time for it to flash and then apply the carpet, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my lighter... "suppose this shit is flamable?" I said as I stuck a spark just in jest...
HA-WHOOM! Up it went into an instant ball of flame! After we were frozen for what seemed like forever, my Buddy ran for a fire extinguisher and I jumped in the bed and kicked out the flaming gallon pail of adhiesive out the door...
Wrong again! it flew across the shop in a sideways spiral, slinging flaming glue in every direction before exiting the building.
When it was allover his truck was a burnt glued, smoke damaged western desert mural that stank like high hell. And we were there until well after midnight cleaning up the shop so the Boss wouldn't find out in the morning. :
If I run into him today, he still reminds me of it.
HA!
Thats classic!
In high school my friends and I skipped school to play with Molotov Cocktails out in the woods at my house (genius right?)
So we get bored throwing them at rocks and my friend tosses one in the fire where we are all standing. Me being the practical sane person i am (not) decided that was not the brightest idea. In order to remove said Molotov from the fire i simply kicked it.
Bad call.
The glass had already partially melted by the time i made the decision, so when my unsuspecting foot struck molten glass the whole shebang went up in a fireball of epic proportions.
After the fireball released its grip on me my leg was covered in gas and very much on fire.
So I proceeded to scream like a girl and run in circles kicking my leg like there was a rattlesnake on it.
(In hindsight, supplying the raging infoerno with more oxygen was not the best idea)
Finally wised up and unbuttoned my pants and ripped them off my body.
This actually stopped the fire but at I pulled the pants off, so came all the skin on my leg.
So with no pants and no skin I walk back to my house and am unable to sit still from the pain.
Being in highschool i decided this was something my parents DID NOT need to know about.
That lasted about 4 seconds until my mom came home and asked me why i was sweating, grimacing, and pacing in circles.
2nd degree burns over my whole lower leg, and 3rd degree on my lower shin.
And to top it ALL off. When the pain finally subsided I realized my ass was hurting pretty badly. Turns out when I made the smart move to rip my pants off I sat down on the ground, directly on top of a cactus.
mrjoshzombie
Been Around the Block
From terrible things to happen to bikes, to giant flaming infernos. More, MORE!
Maritime
Over 10,000 Posts
I got lots I am sure, but just 20 mins ago I am walking up the stairs with fresh hot tea, VP of Ops says hello, I say hello, trip and splash said hot tea right in my face! So after lots of cold water I have essentially a nice sunburn on one half of may face. Yay. I have also knocked my bikes over a few time and when I was topping coolant on the GL to try and get home I dropped on of the tank covers and put a nice scratch and chip in it so I will likely be painting it this winter too.
ok back in the 80's we are at a lake water skiing all day .....when we are all done I offer to get the tow rig
I go up to get dudes trailer and pickup , proceed to try and back down the ramp
well these people with a fucking sailboat are parked on the ramp behind me blocking all 3 lanes of the ramp calmly arranging all their shit.oblivious to being totally blocking anybody else from doing a thing
I wait and wait I honk and wave nothing..........mind you they were coming out they just needed to pull up and out of the way
well I am gonna give these pricks a piece of my mind, I jam the chevy 1/2 ton into park and jump out run down the ramp hollering at those fuks to get outta the way.....uhoh....i.hear a noise and here comes the pickup and full-size boat trailer coasting backwards down the ramp,right towards the the sailboats tow rig (popped outta park ,brake didn't hold)
well I try to stop it but no it runs square into the front of their rig :'( friggin pickup truck and trailer came down the ramp a good 100ft straight as an arrow........ who's the asshole now I learned a giant bit of lesson on that one
I go up to get dudes trailer and pickup , proceed to try and back down the ramp
well these people with a fucking sailboat are parked on the ramp behind me blocking all 3 lanes of the ramp calmly arranging all their shit.oblivious to being totally blocking anybody else from doing a thing
I wait and wait I honk and wave nothing..........mind you they were coming out they just needed to pull up and out of the way
well I am gonna give these pricks a piece of my mind, I jam the chevy 1/2 ton into park and jump out run down the ramp hollering at those fuks to get outta the way.....uhoh....i.hear a noise and here comes the pickup and full-size boat trailer coasting backwards down the ramp,right towards the the sailboats tow rig (popped outta park ,brake didn't hold)
well I try to stop it but no it runs square into the front of their rig :'( friggin pickup truck and trailer came down the ramp a good 100ft straight as an arrow........ who's the asshole now
I learned a giant bit of lesson on that oneBridge Rider
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This thread is awesome. I can't stop laughing!
So one of mine happened back in high school. My first car was an '84 Chevy Celebrity Wagon. Sweet, right? All of the functions of the door (window, lock, latch ect) stopped working multiple times and I was tired of climbing thru the passenger side. So I bought a door off of a Pontiac 6000 from a junkyard. Functionally the same, but visually horrendously different. So I get the top hinge pin out no problem. The bottom pin is really in there tho. And the space to work in was very cramped. I get it to move a little, so I put the crowbar in and really start to reef on it. All at once it lets go. The hooked end of the crowbar that I hand in my hands went up into my face 100 mph. Chipped my tooth, went thru my upper lip and thru my left nostril.
But the brown door on the baby blue wagon looked sweet.
So one of mine happened back in high school. My first car was an '84 Chevy Celebrity Wagon. Sweet, right? All of the functions of the door (window, lock, latch ect) stopped working multiple times and I was tired of climbing thru the passenger side. So I bought a door off of a Pontiac 6000 from a junkyard. Functionally the same, but visually horrendously different. So I get the top hinge pin out no problem. The bottom pin is really in there tho. And the space to work in was very cramped. I get it to move a little, so I put the crowbar in and really start to reef on it. All at once it lets go. The hooked end of the crowbar that I hand in my hands went up into my face 100 mph. Chipped my tooth, went thru my upper lip and thru my left nostril.
But the brown door on the baby blue wagon looked sweet.
VonYinzer
Over 10,000 Posts
My younger cousins were target shooting with a pump action air rifle at my grandparents a few years back. Me being the older and more experienced (yeah right) grandchild decided to show them how it was done.
Grabbed the air rifle and began pumping away, ignoring my cousins claims of "you shouldn't pump it that much". What do these kids know?
About 20 or so pumps in its getting really difficult... So I go for one last pump. My gloved hand (it was the middle of Jan) slips off of the stock, sending the rifle into a spin worthy of the Penn State marching band baton twirlers. Stock does a full revolution and smacks me square in the face. At this time in my quest to gain control I shot myself in the foot. Thank god for steel toes.
Needless to say, I went back in and had a beer with the rest of the (now laughing maniacally) "old" folks.
Grabbed the air rifle and began pumping away, ignoring my cousins claims of "you shouldn't pump it that much". What do these kids know?
About 20 or so pumps in its getting really difficult... So I go for one last pump. My gloved hand (it was the middle of Jan) slips off of the stock, sending the rifle into a spin worthy of the Penn State marching band baton twirlers. Stock does a full revolution and smacks me square in the face. At this time in my quest to gain control I shot myself in the foot. Thank god for steel toes.
Needless to say, I went back in and had a beer with the rest of the (now laughing maniacally) "old" folks.
Man, u guys really are dumb...
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A couple of years ago, I was working on the electrical on my KZ1000. I think I was replacing the turn signals, headlight and other assorted wiring crap. I was in a hurry (oh, oh... ) and through the process of checking and re-checking the lights I managed to weaken the battery enough that it wouldn't start.
Now I'm really in a hurry! I decided to bump start it. Put it in 2nd pulled in the clutch and started pushing, running along side it. Got up a little speed and jumped in the air to land on the seat and release the clutch all at the same instant. Good plan. As I was in mid air, about to land on the seat "side saddle style" the thought flickered through my mind that this was potentially a bad idea. Sure enough, the bike coughed and stopped dead. Guess which way the bike started to fall? Yup. Away from the side my legs were on. Over she went, with me getting flung head over heels onto the pavement on the other side of the bike. I was so annoyed. I picked it up onto it's wheels like it was a mini bike, pushed it into the shop and parked it. Just a few scratches. No biggie, but I still grind my teeth thinking about the stupidity of it.
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A couple of years ago, I was working on the electrical on my KZ1000. I think I was replacing the turn signals, headlight and other assorted wiring crap. I was in a hurry (oh, oh... ) and through the process of checking and re-checking the lights I managed to weaken the battery enough that it wouldn't start.
Now I'm really in a hurry! I decided to bump start it. Put it in 2nd pulled in the clutch and started pushing, running along side it. Got up a little speed and jumped in the air to land on the seat and release the clutch all at the same instant. Good plan. As I was in mid air, about to land on the seat "side saddle style" the thought flickered through my mind that this was potentially a bad idea.
Sure enough, the bike coughed and stopped dead. Guess which way the bike started to fall? Yup. Away from the side my legs were on. Over she went, with me getting flung head over heels onto the pavement on the other side of the bike. I was so annoyed. I picked it up onto it's wheels like it was a mini bike, pushed it into the shop and parked it. Just a few scratches. No biggie, but I still grind my teeth thinking about the stupidity of it. 
First off,fuck wire wheels on 10 amp angle grinders. Second,fuck using said tool in an unbuttoned long sleeve shirt. So I'm just going to town on a trailer frame and lean over to get a bottom rail,before i knew it the wheel hit the shirt,come out of my hand and hit me in the fucking jaw. Bruised jaw for a week and basically eating through a straw,lol. That was ten years ago and haven't purchased one since.
coyote13
Over 1,000 Posts
Haha that reminds me of another one Junior.
I had decided early on my sportster wanted to be a cafe type bike. First thing you have to do in order to caffeinate a sportster is, obviously, hack off the frame rails! So I pull out the trusty Sawzall and get to work. One rail goes down easy, and to my surprise so does the next. So surprised, in fact, that as I stood back to admire my handiwork with the Sawzall still pumping its last few reps, I dropped the damned Sawzall. Well, I did catch the Sawzall, but caught it by the very front, with my middle finger getting caught behind the piston. I have never felt such pain in my life, but all I could do was hold on till the ride was over. WHACK WHACK WHACK in the blink of an eye.
Ah well, it could have been worse. I coulda caught it by the blade!
I had decided early on my sportster wanted to be a cafe type bike. First thing you have to do in order to caffeinate a sportster is, obviously, hack off the frame rails! So I pull out the trusty Sawzall and get to work. One rail goes down easy, and to my surprise so does the next. So surprised, in fact, that as I stood back to admire my handiwork with the Sawzall still pumping its last few reps, I dropped the damned Sawzall. Well, I did catch the Sawzall, but caught it by the very front, with my middle finger getting caught behind the piston. I have never felt such pain in my life, but all I could do was hold on till the ride was over. WHACK WHACK WHACK in the blink of an eye.
Ah well, it could have been worse. I coulda caught it by the blade!
SONICJK
Reminds me of...me No, I'm sure of it. I hate him
coyote13 said:
I'd rather catch if by the blade.
I was cutting something and reached forward for a better grip because it was bucking like a crazed bronco and BAM rig finger landed between the guard and the piston. And just like you said it was about 4 good whacks before I could fe it out of there.
I've never seen so much blood in my life no thought I'd lost a finger.
Smashed the fuck out of my nail and cut trough it in 3 places(nail was in 4 pieces)
One of the more painful things I've done.
Jesus I am an idiot.
I could literally go on all day with tales of how I have hurt myself.
