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The most dangerous situation

please add most dangerous stupid lack of judgement that you got away with (or didn't). So others might read and not make the same mistake.

I sold some parts for a dirt bike to two young kids. they bought an old YZ 490 for their dad who was about to return from a cancer institute (there for 3 months) I guess he was in bad shape and the kids just wanted their dad back. This really pulled on my heartstrings. so I gave them the parts and recovered their dads seat (I do a little upholstering on the side).

I took the carb off and cleaned it checked the reeds. and did everything I could in a few hours. then it came time to start the beast. kicking the thing over I heard an odd sound coming from the cases, it sounded like the main bearings were shot and VERY raspy.

I pulled the plug and it was wet, so how I clean out the cases is to push it in first gear and let the engine push out the gas through the spark plug hole.

I took off at a slight downhill and at a good pace let out the clutch - here is when a SHOWER of gasoline came from the engine. not a little bit imagine a few cups drenching me; the engine turned over 4 times (the marks on the road from the gas ejecting are still there).......if there had been a spark jump from the cap to ground somewhere, I wouldnt be here.

now I use compressed air.

as a side note the bike ran great and the bearings were good. I checked a few weeks later to see if the dad had ridden it but he was still too sick.

spomey
 
beer-bonged a fifth of rum then drove to albertsons to buy the entire party shrimp cocktail

yeah

laramie was fun :(

i should have died AND been thrown in jail for that :(

at least I -THINK- i did that

i was so drunk i dont even remember

i could have been hallucinating ... there were plenty of other people at the party who i think wold have stopped me from doing that..

but i have this like ... vision of it.

glad I grew out of that phase in life :)
 
Embarrased and even a little concerned to post this one. I was attempting t burn some branches that had been blown down into my back yard. There was a decent place to do it so I got my hose and shovel and took the necessary precautions. Well I couldn't get it going cause it was wet. I went the gargage and got a 2 gllon gas tank that was about 1/2 full. I poured a little on the branches and lit it. Well it lit but went out in about 30 seconds. I got it going again and was attempting to make a little puddle of gas next to it for more branches, the flame trailed up the fuel into the spout of the tank. I chucked it thinking it was going to explode and when I did I threw it in the direction away from everything except 1 thing. My 7 yr old son was over that direction playing. My heart broke, I ran there and swooped him up, luckily nothing happend. I was exhausted after that one.
 
Driving down the highway, had my old man's truck and this truck in front of me is doing 80km/h in a 100km/h zone. Roads were clear and dry or so I thought... I went to pass this truck and I hit a patch of black ice. Next thing I know I'm going sideways at 50mph and damn near hit the ditch. How I saved it, I have no clue. I guess I have a guardian angel somewhere. Anyways I backed off the hammer, checked my shorts and proceeded to follow the truck at 80km/h the rest of the way:o:eek:.
 
Many years ago I worked as a comercial diver. Doing a job putting a few sand bags on a small pipeline in 100ft of water. Using scuba, which was dumb, should have had the hat but we were in a hurry to get home for the weekend and didn't want to set up all the gear required to dive a hat. I came to the surface to grab two more bags, boss says how is your air, I don't even look and say it's good. Take two bags, one in each hand and drop like a stone back to 100ft. Get about 5 ft down the pipe line from the down line to place the bags and ugh, no air and the tanks we use have no reserve. Made it back to the down line and to the surface. Man it was hard to go slow. Longest 100 ft acent of my life. I get to the surface, the boss takes one look and says " next time when I ask you how much air, take a look you dumb ***" Got lucky on that one, never made that mistake again.
 
One time my wife asked me if her new pants made her look fat. If this ever happens to you, do not answer....leave the room or change the subject.
 
Forgot where I put a trap on our land, 4 days later I stepped in it. Thank god for steel toes.

Also, earlier this morning while checking traps, I found out that bobcats have the ability to play dead. Almost got me :rolleyes: had to change my pants.
 
About 5 years ago we tore down an old wooden building that used to be grain storage....actually it was four smaller buildings that were set up in the corners and closed in and one big roof put over it. We salvaged what lumber we wanted and pushed the rest into a big pile. My pal and I tried for quite awhile too get a fire going, but there was a bunch of wet grain that had gotten beneath the floors mixed in. We had dumped a bunch of diesel fuel and used oil on it when i said we needed to go back to town and get some gas. Come back about a half hour later and I decided to get on top of the pile so i could spread the gas on more of the pile. I'm up on top of the pile walking in circles spreading gas when i tell my friend I'd be ****ed if I hit a hot spot. Not even 3 seconds later I hear the woosh and a fire comes roaring out of the pile. I spin around and quick toss the gas can and leap to get off the pile. Right as i dive, I hear a huge explosion. Next thing I know I'm doing a Chuck Norris tuck and roll and jump up on my feet...turn around the pile is blazing away. Look at my buddy and he was white as a ghost, the explosion had thrown me about 30 feet from the pile and he said i looked like a rag doll in mid air. We found the gas can about 100 feet away blown wide open. I walked away with nothing more than a bad sun burn on one arm, my neck, and face. Singed my hair and eyebrows pretty good and lost almost all my hair on one arm. I had to shave one armpit too because the burnt hair started chaffing my skin.
 
Forgot where I put a trap on our land, 4 days later I stepped in it. Thank god for steel toes.

Also, earlier this morning while checking traps, I found out that bobcats have the ability to play dead. Almost got me :rolleyes: had to change my pants.


nate, I killed a bobcat with a 4" spyderco in self defence once. nobody will ever understand how flat out bad to the bone 30 pounds of pure pissed can be.....I was young, inexpierienced...it will never happen again:cool:
 
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