I hope lots of folks share their stories. Personally, I really get a kick out of reading them. I did post this a while back.
This spring I was going to go on a ride with a couple of friends. They were on their Harley's and I had decided to take the TW. We were out in the alley behind the house and they were warming up their bikes. (which takes forever on a Harley) It had rained the night before and there were large puddles of muddy water everywhere. Well,..I decided I was going to show off
, so I started the TW, slowly pulled it around in front of them and headed into the middle of a large puddle. I was going to hit the throttle and dump the clutch, spraying mud and water all over the place in front of them.....he he, snicker snicker.
I made my way into the middle of the puddle, slowed to a stop; balancing on the pegs, GUNNED the throttle...
The bike went...BUUUaaaaahhh and died without ANY response.
(I hadn't warmed it up, the bike was cold and choke was off)
Well...I went to put my foot down REAL QUICK and my pantleg got caught on the left peg. My feet never got a chance to touch the ground, and in slow motion
I fell over sideways into the middle of the puddle (trying desperatly to unhook my pantleg all the way.) I was halfway covered in mud from head to toe. I looked like I had been turned sideways and dipped into chocolate like a ice cream cone.
Coulda heard those guys laughing a mile away...
*By the way...Thank you so much Tim for your contributions to this wonderful forum*