I just drink the shit. Funny thing is that an Asian hooker gave me a Red Bull in an amber glass jar with a screw on lid and told me that it was a vitamin drink when I was 20. I could have been a rich mother fucker if I had thought to market it. I am sure that the formula has changed over the years.
I sent the engine to Vance & Hines and they did the work or someone affiliated with them did it. It cost me more for that then the bike cost. I had nearly 20k into the bike including the purchase price. There was a place called Bikers Dream in Farmers Branch that did a dyno day and it put down 156hp which was unheard of back then.
Edit: I know that it got serious head work and new cams but I am sure that there was more to it than just that.
At the time in Dallas it nearly was. The only person who ever beat me was on a V-Max equipped with a slick, extended swing arm and N20. My bike ran in the 9's but it was hard to do and I could only get a perfect pass out of it about 1/3 of the time.
In my mid 20s I was friends with a man who was in his late 50s and was a shrink. I respected the man a great deal and so did his peers. He told me one day that I was either the strongest personality that he had ever come across or that I was a borderline sociopath. I was very tickled by that statement. Unfortunately he passed away or I would still be friends with the man.
My mom took me to a shrink when I was about 10 because I would hardly talk. After visiting with him for a few months he told my mom that I was the most brilliant child that he had ever met but I was a little bit strange. To this day she still teases me about him saying that. I suspect that both docs were right.
I dropped an 1984 Ninja 900 while going about 135-140mph when I hit a piece of firewood in the road on the south bound side of 35W between denton and the FM1171 exit when I was 17. Walked away without a mark on me but was pumped full of adrenaline and shaking like a leaf in the wind afterwards.
The worst crash that I ever had on a bike was at about 45mph when I t-boned an old lady who made a left in front of me. I went over the car and she kept driving with my bike in her back seat completely oblivious that she had been hit. The Lewisville PD had to find her in a Tom Thumb.
What if everything I have said is true? Has that ever crossed your mind?
Edit: I am kind of startled that you have payed enough mind to look into anything that I have said but dig away; your search results can only back me up.
Oh go shoot yourself with the Uzi your daddy bought you
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Who hasn't killed a deer with nothing but a hammer just for fun
. I killed a doe in Granbury with a blue point ball peen hammer in the fall of 99 while my sister and her friend (they were both 13 at the time) screamed at me. By the time we made it home they thought it was funny.
FYI: I kill hogs with a spear and they could not be killed any faster except with Thors hammer.
There was a gun store in Lewisville called Nix Shooting supplies. In my teens I discovered that one old man that worked there was so blind that he could not read your birthday off of your DL so I started buying hand guns from there before I turned 21 by reading my b-day off of my DL for him. One of my clients was a quirky dude who liked shooting and I sold him a g20 that I had bought. One day while going north on 75 he got clocked by the Richardson PD and he did not pull over until they were in Allen. The Richardson PD officer got his DL and went back to his car and an Allen cop showed up as backup. When the Richardson officer was going back to Scott's car Scott came out with the Glock and started shooting. He hit the Richardson officer several times. I suspect that he did not know that the Allen officer was there until the officer started shooting at him. He got a few into that officer but was struck by that officers fire and died on the side of the road. Both officers lived but were disabled for life. I told the Richardson PD that the gun was mine but it still took them months to trace it back and thankfully no one ever noticed or simply did not care that I was not 21.
He had totaled a super clean GSL-SE with a CarTech turbo kit on it back when that was quite the car to have while running from the police about a year before getting killed. He was hospitalized for awhile from his injuries. You have to keep in mind that running from the cops was a misdemeanor back then and we just did it for fun. I did not care about the gun but I told him not to carry it everywhere. He was just a nerdy guy who made a lot of money. I never in a million years expected him to do what he did.
I remembered this after I stepped away from my computer. I bought a Winchester 21 from Nix Shooting Supply in Lewisville TX in the late 1989 or early 1990 and since they stopped making them in 1961 it was a used gun. Fast forward 10 years and a friend of mine borrowed it and got stopped for an outstanding warrant in Farmers Branch with the gun in his car. They run the numbers and it comes up hot. He get taken in for it. The gun store was long out of business but I still had the paper work from when I bought it. After a lot of head ache I was able to track down the original owner who had reported it stolen. He had a break in and gave the police all of his records concerning his missing guns but forgot that he had traded in the 21. I was able to track down the insurance company that paid the claim on the guns and got them to release the gun to me and I was able to get the charges dropped against my friend.
I have also had a gun in my hand that I knew was stolen and I took it from the people trying to sell it to me and told them they could follow me to the Argyle PD (closest PD to me at that moment)if they wanted their gun back. I did a police report at the PD and gave them the gun. 3 months later they called me and said that it was clean and to come pick it up.
This was his first post in a thread asking if anyone has read the quaraan
I had a roommate (who later tried to kill me) that was a Saudi national and I studied the Qur'an and the Sura just so I could fuck with him. It is also helpful to have read it when arguing with black guys who like to claim that Jesus was black.
Edit: You guys slay me man.
My roomies name was Kaleid Belbadi and not Osama anything.
Oh how did he try to kill him, that was a page 1 story on the quaraan thread
We were racing on 635 east bound approaching Mesquite at around 3am in the spring of 95'. I was on a 900rr and he was in a 300Z TT. He got pissed that I kept slowing down and then passing him while he was topped out so the 3rd time I went by him he deliberately hit me with his car. He wisely left the country and faced his parents wrath ( he had been forging report cards and sending them home for 8 years and his parents were expecting him to have an MD by the time he went home but they got wise and cut him off) since I was limping around trying to find him to kill him.
I'll remind you still page 1 of the have you read the quaraan thread
I was going 170mph + when I was passing him. I know from experience that backing out of the throttle at that speed instantly drops your speed by 40mph; sitting up into the wind would do the exact same thing so there is really no telling exactly how fast I was going when I hit the ground. The fall from a few feet up is what hurt me the most. I was wearing the best gear that could be bought at the time but still got some road rash from where the suit got chewed through. Fortunately for me all that I did was slide for a long way until I thought I had stopped. Trying to stand up when I thought that I was at a stop knocked me silly and I may have gotten a concussion out of it.
Got any pics of your svo? Unfortunately I never took any pics of my first car. Because it looked like a duck from the side. 1989 Ford escort. But it was the perfect amount of humiliation for a teenager. Your first car is supposed to be humiliating.
I don't keep pictures of anything but can take a few the next time I drag them out of my shop.
Got any pics of your svo? Unfortunately I never took any pics of my first car. Because it looked like a duck from the side. 1989 Ford escort. But it was the perfect amount of humiliation for a teenager. Your first car is supposed to be humiliating.
If you know where to find four SVOs and any are ever for sale, I’m interested. It’s one of the few cars I ever sold and regret. I’d like to have another someday.
I am a stalker at heart and track down everyone who post any personal info or who runs their mouth and I think it is BS. Why do you think I knew Rodney didn't own the house he lives in? When I said his dogs loved me I meant it. I drove by his place nearly daily and gave them treats until they would all sit down lined up in a row when they heard my truck. I must admit that his case was an extreme example. I do not do it to be malicious and had intended to knock on his door one day but I never got around to it. I was even going to park 4 SVOs in front of his house one night as a joke but my little helper went off to school.
If you know where to find four SVOs and any are ever for sale, I’m interested. It’s one of the few cars I ever sold and regret. I’d like to have another someday.
C’mon man.... journalists don’t even do research anymore and they are paid to do it. Just submit all your deeds to fact-check.org for us.
I am a stalker at heart and track down everyone who post any personal info or who runs their mouth and I think it is BS. Why do you think I knew Rodney didn't own the house he lives in? When I said his dogs loved me I meant it. I drove by his place nearly daily and gave them treats until they would all sit down lined up in a row when they heard my truck. I must admit that his case was an extreme example. I do not do it to be malicious and had intended to knock on his door one day but I never got around to it. I was even going to park 4 SVOs in front of his house one night as a joke but my little helper went off to school.
What really irritates the hell out of me is that in many of my stories I leave bread crumbs for y'all to track down to confirm the story and not a single one of you motherfuckers has done it.
C’mon man.... journalists don’t even do research anymore and they are paid to do it. Just submit all your deets to fact-check.org for us.
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