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53Driver · 12-04-2014, 02:55 PM

When I was about 12, my uncle's friend let me go get his brand new Chevy pickup that was parked about a mile down the dirt road we were hunting off of (on private land and I knew how to drive). Made the mile walk down the road, jumped in, fired her up and went blazing back up the road at about 40 mph. Soon as I came to a stop where they were all waiting, the smell of burning brakes wafted over the entire truck not to mention the whole smoke cloud that finally caught up to me. I forgot to pop the emergency brake. My uncle's friend learned a valuable lesson that day. Don't let anyone drive your new truck, especially a 12 year old kid.

First time I tried driving a motorcycle. My then roommate's biker boyfriend (she was hot) showed up at our residence. As he walked through the garage, he saw the bike I had just bought sitting there. He came in and asked if I wanted to go for a ride with them in the country. I told him I had just got it and was awaiting to take the motorcycle instruction class in about 2 weeks. He's like "Dude, can you drive a standard? Do you know how to ride a bicycle?" I'm like "yeah on both counts". He responds with, "come on outside, I'll give you a quick lesson on what to do".

This is the point where my roommate should have been filming. So he fires up my bike, pulls it out of the garage and takes her for a quick spin around the block for a "function check". Gets back, puts the bike in neutral and gets off. I get on, he walks me through the controls and tells me "now remember, if you get in trouble, just disengage the clutch using the clutch lever".

So I proceed to roll on the throttle while engaging the clutch. Bikes starts to move and I think "hey this is easy". Then I accidently roll on too much throttle, bikes starts to really move down our drive way (it was about 50 yards long, lived on a golf course) and I think "disengage clutch!" so I do just that. Except I forgot to come off the throttle so my engine revs like crazy. I panic and dump the clutch and at this point proceed to burn out and do a wheely down the rest of the driveway. My brain is jelly at this point. I zoom across our street and into the woods across the way. As I'm heading toward a huge pine tree I finally realize I'm about to die if I don't do something so remembering my mountain biking days I do the valiant thing and bail off the bike. Bike proceeds for another 20 yards or so before crashing. I remember laying there as this dude runs up yelling "DUDE ARE YOU OKAY?" When he realizes everything but my ego are intact, he runs to the bike to make sure it isn't damaged. When I finally got up and looked back at our driveway, my roommate is laying on the ground laughing so hard she can barely move. Yeah, I didn't ride again for a long time.

12-04-2014, 02:55 PM	#23
53Driver T64-416Ax3=13,140shp Join Date: Feb 2012 Drives: 2002 AP1 and 2015 F-150 EB (DD) Location: NWA Posts: 878 Thanks: 783 Thanked 372 Times in 221 Posts Mentioned: 21 Post(s) Tagged: 0 Thread(s)	When I was about 12, my uncle's friend let me go get his brand new Chevy pickup that was parked about a mile down the dirt road we were hunting off of (on private land and I knew how to drive). Made the mile walk down the road, jumped in, fired her up and went blazing back up the road at about 40 mph. Soon as I came to a stop where they were all waiting, the smell of burning brakes wafted over the entire truck not to mention the whole smoke cloud that finally caught up to me. I forgot to pop the emergency brake. My uncle's friend learned a valuable lesson that day. Don't let anyone drive your new truck, especially a 12 year old kid. First time I tried driving a motorcycle. My then roommate's biker boyfriend (she was hot) showed up at our residence. As he walked through the garage, he saw the bike I had just bought sitting there. He came in and asked if I wanted to go for a ride with them in the country. I told him I had just got it and was awaiting to take the motorcycle instruction class in about 2 weeks. He's like "Dude, can you drive a standard? Do you know how to ride a bicycle?" I'm like "yeah on both counts". He responds with, "come on outside, I'll give you a quick lesson on what to do". This is the point where my roommate should have been filming. So he fires up my bike, pulls it out of the garage and takes her for a quick spin around the block for a "function check". Gets back, puts the bike in neutral and gets off. I get on, he walks me through the controls and tells me "now remember, if you get in trouble, just disengage the clutch using the clutch lever". So I proceed to roll on the throttle while engaging the clutch. Bikes starts to move and I think "hey this is easy". Then I accidently roll on too much throttle, bikes starts to really move down our drive way (it was about 50 yards long, lived on a golf course) and I think "disengage clutch!" so I do just that. Except I forgot to come off the throttle so my engine revs like crazy. I panic and dump the clutch and at this point proceed to burn out and do a wheely down the rest of the driveway. My brain is jelly at this point. I zoom across our street and into the woods across the way. As I'm heading toward a huge pine tree I finally realize I'm about to die if I don't do something so remembering my mountain biking days I do the valiant thing and bail off the bike. Bike proceeds for another 20 yards or so before crashing. I remember laying there as this dude runs up yelling "DUDE ARE YOU OKAY?" When he realizes everything but my ego are intact, he runs to the bike to make sure it isn't damaged. When I finally got up and looked back at our driveway, my roommate is laying on the ground laughing so hard she can barely move. Yeah, I didn't ride again for a long time.