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KX500freak:
 :-D no prob kiwimonster  :wink:


btw this story is scary too man !
what if no one heard you or if you were to wounded to throw ...
you must praise your luck here i think.

btw if its you in the avatar ,
and that xr fell on top of you it probably got damaged by the impact with you LOL
you,re not one of the smallest people  :lol:

k5for-life:

ok this goes back to my honda days! lol Me and a buddy going out to inks lake cam knows about it, just got the honda fix'ed (for once) so start it up not even thinking to warm it up a lil a start'd to ride hard drag racin my bro i pop'ed it down from 5th to 3rd not thinkin my motor went pop i went f#$k so walk back to the truck drove to my bros rip'ed apart the motor shatered piston cracked jug bent crank rod and crank so that was the last time my CR ever ran hell of a race bike

Motorrad:
well. got my 1974 husqvarna 250cr mag running this weekend..

Took it out for its first spin since being down for a few months.

Made it about a mile from camp, and the rear exaust mount breaks (only has 2)  so, I start riding back to camp with one hand on the bars, the other holding the pipe on..

Then POP, BRRRRRRR... as I watch the spark plug (extra one, bike has 2) shoot off into the desert... As I think to myself, Hmmm forgot to tighten the second plug...

So after about 5min of looking for the plug, I clean her off.. Screw it back in, start the bike, and start riding back to camp, Holding the pipe on with my leg, and holding the plug in with my hand.... riding cross armed (left hand on the throttle) in order to do so...

Made it back... without going for a hike...

Fixed em and rode it the rest of the weekend with my father on his (bought new) 1974 250wr husqvarna he used to desert race etc..

Not the best story. Just my weekend outing...



ShadeTreeFab:
x-mass morning got the k5 back together with presents from the wife. so me and two friends go riding yesterday in a place i have not been in about 5 years.  first thing i notice is the new crank seal did not seal. so about 2 pm we decide to go up a fire road and back down a single track. some how i got on the wrong trail and got completely lost. after a while i came across two guys at a fork in the trail, i ask if they have a map and the response was "great now theirs 3 dum sh@#s lost in the woods".so we start trying to make are way to camp. they said they had an idea of the way. now its snowing and almost dark, so the three of us are clipping a long. I'm last in line so of course i run out of gas. they don't notice and keep going. great lost, in the snow, in the dark, pushing the bike. it don't get no better then this! push up a big hill, coast down a little hill it went like this for miles.they realize I'm not with them any more and come back, one of them is on a ktm 2t so he gives me enough gas to get to a paved road, the other guy is on a yama wr head light thank god. so we decide we'll take the ticket and ride down the road. like 10 miles later I'm at the truck, my friends are still out looking for me so I'm locked out of the truck.load my bike and go to sleep under the truck. about a half hour later they come back. they said i scared the crap out of then and they had the rangers out looking for me.

to the two guys from santa rosa who helped the guy on the smoking kx5 in cc camp on dec/26/09 my wife says thank you so much.

   mark

blueoval:
The year was 1979.  I was on my first bike, an old, beat up xr80 (i think thats what it was).  Hardly had money to put gas in it let alone buy any parts for it.  My two buddies were on brand new kx80's.  We were really flying down this dirt road and there was a cable across the road at just the right height.  Just above the front tire and just below the front fender.  By the time I saw it it was too late and I crashed into the cable and it shattered the front fender - there were tiny red pieces of plastic all over the place.  I didn't get hurt, but since I couldn't afford a new fender I rode many months with no front fender.  This was when living in Western Washington where there is A LOT of RAIN and MUD!  What a sight that was. 

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