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Originally Posted by Mack
hee. Bet she still talks about it too.
Mine ended up with both boots full of water and water blisters on her toes after I found this little service road near some dam's overflow that was like a waterfall and I kept passing back and forth through it to cool us both off. I may have taken it a bit too far in circling through it maybe a hundred times or so while yelling "Yee Haw!" I still get to hear about it at times as though it was a capital crime.
Then, I feel the need to remind her of my cheap nylon snow pants she got me that burst into flames on one ride from the heat off the crossover pipe on the Harley. Probably why Harley put that flame retardant Nomax or whatever on their rain gear inseams. Luckily, they were partly wet from the drizzle and cold but dragging in a bunch of wet melted nylon insulation batting is a bit alarming.
It's why we do it.
Mack
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she actually asked me if i wanted to come inside and 'warm up', and all i could think was "bike is outside in bad weather" and left. Next morning it dawned on me i'd chosen, and chosen wrong. Gah, idiot!
nice job on the waterfallls. Took my bipolar exwife down a ditch on dad's sportie and would've been fine until she started waving around like an idiot and dumped us.
the suit actually started on fire? that's awesome! though i'm sure it wasn't at the time. dad's rat's nest wiring on his old sportie caught on fire right under his legs riding down main street once.
I agree with markjenn about not taking these machines into bad weather. It's fun to suit up and have these precision advanced rockets, but have to admit there's time i miss a 5th of whiskey, a crude tshirt, and that old shovelhead grumbling down the road to whatever poorly planned adventure awaits.
NOTE: a full sized FLH will not fit through the doorway between your garage and your house, even after a few beers and a running start to get up the step. poor hands.