I almost got busted; ... almost
Ok, here is how it went down, to make a long story simple. It's kinda like this. Ok u young guys, learn but dont get crazy. VWVR6, Jody (awesome female 250ex rider), myself, and others went on a 20+ mile ride. We were followin' 660cc grizzlies. At the end of the ride I cleared a table top jump, ok, lets get back to the story:
We had fun. I then rode to my uncle's house. (At this point of the story I should have ridden the trails home to where I now am).
Ok now its time to go home. U think I'm gonna take trails, well I got news, there ain't no trails takin' me home from where i was. Here I go roads. Wait a minute (wtf)?
COPS
I came to a slow stop, Ready to roost the smoky bears if it was needed. Ok here I am face to face(s) with 2 cops in a car. I take off my quick-strap goggles; they ask me my name, I say (after some confusion) my name, and I then voluntarily give them my address, (I live close to where this happened) : I tell them I live close. I kinda slurred, lol, and they (the police) then say get home. I put my quad in gear, give the mofo some gas, give a courtesy wave, then, I'm freakin out of there.
Moral to the story,
No harm done and .. WELL I'm gonna take the trails home next time,
Maybe
I forgot to mention we got 6+ inches of snow yesterday.
Last edited by knighttime; 01-07-2002 at 09:28 AM.
'00 Budweiser 420SS, XR cam, JE 10.8:1 416 piston, FMF 4Q with Powerbong , AC Pro Pegs, skid & bumper, UniFilter, 6 airbox vents, 42 pilot; 165 main; clip 4 down, chokeless, stock fuel screw position (= 2 1/4 turns out), hydraulic clutch