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Originally Posted by Sixxxxer
Derf that was the fucking slow race at the rally
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So what we were all on the bikes, and if I remember correctly i at least wore my helmet while everyone else did not, and we all rode from TWO to the gas station (all 100 feet) on a public road. I was just proving a point that we were wearing gear that each person deemed appropriate for the riding at the time.
It would have been quite easy for someone to slip up accelerate out of control and be dragged along side the bike for miles on end while their skin was worn away by the sandpaper effect that the road would have on your body until you sideswipe a car causing you to go airborne, miraculously landin back on 2 wheels, but at the same time breaking your back while the bike keeps accelerating out of control due to some random throttle malfunction. then when things just couldn't get any worse you come to a curve in the road and the bike goes off the side of the mountains hitting every tree rock and bush on the way down, ultimately landing in a river where a pack of alligators and wolfs battle it out for your rotting carcass while you struggle to free yourself from under the bike. Then a small privately owned airplane could have crash landed on you killing all the wolfs and your lifeless burned body would be dragged into a nearby lake where they perform a deathroll while you viloently punch at his nose until he gives up. then the rednecks come and have their way with you in their KKK moonshine shed out back and you stay there for months on end getting anally raped by a 1 tooth white supremacist Pulp fiction style. All that could have been prevented by wearing leathers and being able to initially free yourself from the bike!