An "aquaintence" wont say mate..... I knew had a Ninja, and a small rip in his seat.

One day returning fom uni, someone had put their finger in the whole and pulled back the material so it was like a loose flap.

What I don't understand is, how are people so confident that when they do something like this the owner isn't just about to arrive and throttle them.

I think I might actually carry my locking chain with me now, just so I can use it as a weapon on returning to my bike finding some  who's decided my bike is public property.

I'll make them soon earth worm property 

Still going to high school i get some complete arseholes from younger years (high school is different over here in the uk) but they thing theyre really hard and cocky. Well one of them has taken a liking to trying to wind me up even though he runs off in a face on face confrontation and he threatened to smash my bike up. Well on a ride home one day i was following a school bus (not been able to overtake it) it made a stop and he got off saw me and ran in the road right infront of me on purpose forcing me to slam the brakes on and swerve, which appeared to amuse him greatly (f%$king arsehole - why are kids like that these days i mean im only 16 nearly 17 but god have some maturity he could have killed either of us) So i dont condone what i did next but i got off walked over and laid him out in one hit (my gloves have reinforced carbon knuckle thingys) He hasn't troubled me since. But i did feel guilty riding away thinking i cudda really hurt him (thats after he got up) all he had was a bruised face next time i saw him.

Someone should slap my wrists im not really a violant person but f%$king hell trying to get me killed for sake of winding me up grrrrrr.

Quote from: Kasumi on May 01, 2006, 12:11:34 PM
So i dont condone what i did next but i got off walked over and laid him out in one hit (my gloves have reinforced carbon knuckle thingys) He hasn't troubled me since. But i did feel guilty riding away thinking i cudda really hurt him (thats after he got up) all he had was a bruised face next time i saw him. Someone should slap my wrists im not really a violant person but f%$king hell trying to get me killed for sake of winding me up grrrrrr.

While I don't condone violence..... I think this story had a right proper outcome! 

The guy that sold me the GS damaged it...  But, that doesn't really count, 'cause it wasn't MY bike at the time.

Quote from: Kasumi on May 01, 2006, 12:11:34 PMSomeone should slap my wrists im not really a violant person but f%$king hell trying to get me killed for sake of winding me up grrrrrr.

Why would I slap your wrist?

I'd rather buy you a beer 

I would have  him too!

I am knocking on wood on this one too - the only time my bike's been down is on top of MY leg  - (hence saving all the beautiful plastic work and brake levers, et. al

I came home last night and saw my Honda 70 tipped over onto the work cabinet next to it. It had only fallen 12 inches or so over to the left and hit the handlebars on the cabinet and stuck. Plus I've personally seen that thing hit pavement 5 times, so it was no biggie, but if it were the GS...shaZam!, I would have had a fit!

Quote from: Kasumi on May 01, 2006, 12:11:34 PM
i got off walked over and laid him out in one hit (my gloves have reinforced carbon knuckle thingys) He hasn't troubled me since. But i did feel guilty riding away thinking i cudda really hurt him (thats after he got up) all he had was a bruised face next time i saw him.

Nice one. My bike is fine.

My car though...One time in Highschool... senior year.... a friend's (not really a friend, but annoying best friend of my girlfriend)  lil brother who was a sophomore decided it was a good idea to kick my car (rear quarter panel)  as I was coming out of the school parking lot. I guess he thought it would be cool to do it infront of his friends. I got out of my car, stopping all the traffic behind me, grabbed his shirt while he was running away and as he swung around, decked him in the eye. I got him nice and square, upper cheekbone, eye, and upper brow. He hit the groud pretty hard, looked like an ass infront of his friends, and never made eye contact with me again.

I don't like it when people don't respect my property.

Quote from: CRXDrew on May 03, 2006, 12:27:30 PM
I don't like it when people don't respect my property.

Amen to that. I came out from wrestling practice one day, and a kid had his books sitting on the hood of my mustang, and was DRUMMING ON MY HOOD. I told him to get his sh*t off my car, and he actually had the nerve to say "Hang on man, I'm makin beats!"... I just got in the car, rolled me windows down, blared the horn to get his attention (great look on his face  ), and peeled out in reverse, throwing his books and papers all over the parking lot. That was satisfying. I wanted to deck the kid.. but I don't really believe in hitting people unless they hit me first. Or if I REALLY feel like it..

My aunt had an 85 camaro when she was a senior in hs in 96, and one of her friends lil bros thought he was smart and jumped on the hood of her car when she was driving through the parking lot, she didnt want to slam on the brakes and send him flying so she was slowing down gently, he jumped off and his shoe lace got caught under the wheel...he took a hard face plant to the pavement..then tried to say that her camaro ran over his head as she was going <10mph through the parkin lot and he lived to talk about it...that was a fun court case..finally got dismissed

My brother backed a car into my bike once..i was mad...but didnt do much to it.

This stupid DEC officer backed her Mercedes SUV into my car in the grocery store parking lot yesterday, big dent in the drivers side door, cracked window, and she bent part of metal retractor on my roof  she didnt look behind her before she swung out of her parking spot, only glanced into the rear view

I've had my bike knocked over while parked more than I can count. That's NYC for ya 

The pisser is that out of the 5+ times it's been tipped, I didn't even get a note once, although two of the times, they were nice enough to pick it up.