Mini bike ride from hell!!!

ok.ill make this short and sweet, a co-worker of mine game me a mini bike because it didnt run. so i tinkered with it at work today. i got it running but wouldnt idle.but it ran great at full throttle. i decided to take it for a quick testdrive behind the shop ( i work at a BMW dealership) i leave the shop (at full throttle mind you, maybe around 40 MPH) as i pull out. i turn the corner and nearly run over the DEALERSHIP OWNER, GENERAL MANAGER, SERVICE MANAGER, and a few BMW coorperate suits!!!!! FUCK ME!!! i manager to swerve around them and make a quick getaway! i ditched the mini bike in the carwash area and head back to my stall. but they were all there waiting for me. i get pulled into the service managers office. the dealership owner looks me in the eye and tells me " look i know your a mechanic and love to tinker with mechanical things, its your nature, i just rather you use your time to fix my customers cars and not your motorcycle" i said i was sorry. and he said. im not gonna fire you and let me go back to work.... im soooo lucky

 

ive been there too! i feel your pain. my boss at the bodyshop i work at kinda lets my shananagans(mispelled)slide sometimes.

 

HAha yeah i have also been there. Cant punish you its just what guys do.

 

you need to get rid of that thing before you kill someone. What time can I come by and pick it up?

 

Made me laugh! Too bad someone wasn't filming!

 

After they got the first drink or three down at lunch I'm sure they were probably laughing about it themselves too.

Yeah, your lucky.

 

I'd make sure that the mini bike was long gone from the dealership. I've pulled some stunts but that tops any of mine.
That sounds like the makings for a cartoon by one of our Roth Style cartoonists.

My best one was scattering my clutch and input shaft in my 57 Panel in the middle of the street in front of the dealership I worked at at lunch time. I had to get the company wrecker to tow it back to the shop. I was pulling away from the Mercedes 500 roadster when it blew though.
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I worked for a Jag dealer when I was 18, someone saw me driving a cutomers V12 E-type at 100 or so down the hiway. Didn't have that job long. Stupid/fun memories and a lesson Learned.

 

It sounds like it's the nature of our inner hoodlum to do stupid crap like that

I had a flatbed electric cart where I worked once (Taylor Dunn cart). The darn thing wouldn't go fast enough, so we added an extra battery and wired the motor directly across the field through a switch. Unfortunately the cart wasn't designed to go 35MPH, so along the ride we ejected a toolbox, some shovels, and all kinds of other stuff. The throttle slide stuck too, and we went right out the front gate, full bore, right past the guard shack. Thank God it was a Sunday.

...if that was the only dumbass stunt I'd ever pulled at work!

 

1 honda 50,2 idiots,12ft.rubber rope,1 creeper,1hour lunch+fence=hospital! good times!

 

You got lucky!

I went through a stage where I would slide over to the passenger side of a delivery truck I drove for a living, delivering pipe. When the hauls got long and boring, I'd slide over to the passenger side, steering with the bottom of the steering wheel so nobody could see, used my left foot to operate the throttle, as if nobody was driving and would tilt my head back, moth wide open and sunglasses on to look as if asleep, peeking out the bottom of my shades, watching where I was going. I know now how dangerous and stupid it was, but I was young and relished the goofy stares, horn honks, and the humor of it. That is until while doing the stunt near my home base, thought it would be funny to pull into the yard doing this. I didn't notice the cop that followed me into the yard with his lights on. I jumped out like I was some kind of clown hero. Arms up, laughing my ass off, until I turned around to close the door. Two cops standing with their doors wide open and just standing there shaking their heads. Of course my boss had to come out and investigate why the cops were in the yard. They promptly informed him of my stunt. I got my ticket, and a pink slip within minutes.

 

i accidently took out the roll up door at work today with a forklift.

Convinced my boss to let me try to fix it.

Works better now than it did before, and you cant hardly tell!

Thank you body work techniques.

 

Bored during a summer job in college, I thought I'd be clever and bypass the foot throttle stop on a propane powered forklift with a long piece of wire and a T-handle. Who'd a thought a forklift could do 45-50mph on solid tires through a busy intersection against the light. (not enough brakes and too scared to do anything but hang on) Another warehouseman was the only witness, I had the shakes all afternoon and a stupid grin.

 

I got you beat, I was givin a nonrunning pocket bike once that was beat up, no plastic, seat anything cosmetic, etc.. Got it running in short order. Rode it for awhile. One day I was riding through a vacant lot in some sand. Found a patch of concrete. Bike hooked up. I tried to ghost rider it, well It didn't quite get out from under me. A bracket caught me in a very "delicate" place. At first when I stood up I thought I might be alright. Then I realized the ass was ripped out of my jeans. Soon there after I fealt a warm wet feeling. So I hobble back to my shop acrossed from the lot. i pull down my britches to survey the damage to find that one nut is hangin out and dangling by the chord. By buddy that was with me about passed out. For some reason I was able to remain calm and arrange myself in some paper towels. I called my pops to come get me to take me to the ER. He came down, laughed a little and off we went. Long story short, A 5 1/2" cut 18 stitches, one very painful "ball sonogram" and $6000 uninsured dollars later they managed to put humpty dumpty bac together again. I'm happy to report that in the 2 years since, all is well and back to working order.

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH on man this was even uncomfortable to read... hahah hats off to you my friend..

 

Due to seeing some disturbing photos of stitches, my friends have dubbed me "Franken Berries" Oddly enough I went into the ER laughing about the situation and still to this day think its amusing. What can you do, Right? Life's too short to get upset about stuff.

 

That just about brought a tear to my eye I was laughing so hard. Glad to hear they got you fixed up but damn that's a good read right there!!

 

i had the same problem with my buddies china 50 which has 110cc engine in it, only ran good wide open. this thing is beat to shit no plastic leavers broken front brakes dont work etc. so i go out in street thinking ill just take some hot laps up and down the street wide open. so i start facing a fn intersection like a moron i lanch hard in second pinned and the throttle sticks wide open go for the back brakes oh shit those are out too!. speeding to the cross street at probly 40 i see a mini van is about to intercept me. so im thinking i got to lay it down, but i kind of just end up doing a power slide about a foot away from the van, good thing it was raining! i walked that POS back.

 

that'll teach you to quit fuckin around on the clock, hahahahahaha!

 

Damnit, there's a few minutes I'll never get back, and will haunt me forever.

 

talk about bustin' a nut!

 

C'mon dude, change your screen name to Franken Berries.

Hilarious...scary, but hilarious.

 

I got cuaght powersliding into my bay at a dealership in Fairfax Va. My boss just yelled at me for a minute. 20 minutes later he's asking me to go get some drinks at lunch. I loved that job. there were many isntances like that. We all got bitched at then were pals again

 

i work at a GM dealer and called a car I was working on a C.S. in front of the owners mother. I was reamed up one side and down the other then got a raise. go figure.

 

When I was at the Army Parachute School we had a John Deere Gator with a stretcher frame to retrieve casualties from the drop zone. We used that so the 6x6 Ambulance wouldn't leave deep wheel tracks on the DZ.
I managed in the space of about 35 seconds to bounce one guy off the back of the Gator, one off the front who went under it tearing the wheel from my hands and rolling it over on myself.
All in front of the Unit Commanding Officer, 2IC, RSM and every other officer in the unit! I was lucky none of us were hurt, but fuck we laughed until the RSM made it out there!
I bogged it one day when I wasn't meant to be driving it that bad I had to flag down a passing fire truck to tow us out.
Another time I got it so airborne that it landed almost on its nose bending the front axles back.
Then tore the right hand fenders off it running over 'stuff' we found in the bush beside the DZ (Old WWII Bunkers).
Then totaled the front loosing control as I went from grass to concrete at about 3am while fighting bushfires, couldn't see shit in the thick smoke, going flat out (35kmh) and hit the concrete I thought was further behind me in a hard turn. It grabbed and turned into a steel pole and threw me over the fence into a restricted compound.
Had at last count 47 complaints from the Navy (The living in Army guys lived on a nearby Navy base) for speeding in a 40kmh zone!!
We took the manufacturers literature to them, had them drive it flat out and use the radar gun and they couldn't get it past 32kmh but for some reason they kept claiming we were speeding!!
I never got banned from it or in real trouble once, I always had a good excuse that they seemed to swallow! Talk about kissed on the dick by a fairy!
This is how I think the Navy saw the Gator.....


RAP PTS = Regimental Aid Post, Parachute Training School.

Doc.

 

Frankenberries! I am dying here. you have made my day.. laughing out loud in a sea of cubicles.. god bless you.. god bless the HAMB. priceless.

 

I made a mini bike from a BMX push scooter for my daughter a few years ago & I thought I'd be cool & ride it to work( about 3 miles) one day. So I ductapped a mag light to the handle bars. Because it was around 6AM & I figured that not to many cars out to get ran over by. So I was just around 500 ft from the driveway and the font tire blows out I go over the handle bars rip my Dickies land on my head the bike endo's on top of me. but the mag is still workin.

Some times I wish I had someone videoin the remarkable things I do.......

Shawn

 

I did a similar thing, years ago I worked for American Racing, and we were having a Christmas party at the "office" (warehouse), and I parked my 70 Chevy truck outside with my new Torque Thrust wheels on it.
I had to move my truck, and park it away from the building, so I pulled away, with my co-workers outside telling me to punch it.
So I hammered on it, and the truck started to turn, going into a donut.
The first one went so well, I did another, and my co-workers were cheering me on. I parked, and went inside, to be told by my boss, that the President of American Racing didn't like "my show I put on".
I just told my boss I was stress testing my new wheels.

I didn't work there much longer.

 

A kid in my neighborhood did that while climbing over a chain-link fence... he never lived it down.

For the guy that started this thread... you ran over CAR DEALERS... that puts a check mark in the positive Karma column...

 

A guy I went to school with almost tore his nuts off. We were at a school sports day, he was in the 100m hurdles so he was practicing by jumping over everything he could find.
One thing was a star picket, the only problem was, it was higher than he thought. Landed right on top of it and got hung up there, the only thing holding him was his balls.
He walked funny for a good year.