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Originally Posted by Gas Man
A 5 gallon metal gas can full of gas. My bud on his chopper drilled it with his front peg, busting it open and sent it spinning towards me. All while in a corner at 11pm in the middle of no where.
Well so there is this spinning leaking metal gas can heading right for me. I have another rider behind me. The can passes between my front tire and the front of the frame and I smoke it with my right floor board. It splashes my right leg with gas and flings into the ditch.
Whew....
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Hell. I would have scraped a peg just to see the blaze.
A week ago I ran over a still juicy animal. Luckily no nasty left overs on the bike.
I had a 4x8 plywood fly up in the air after my brother ran over it in his truck. If I hadnt ducked my head, i probably wouldnt be here.