Saturday, my husband(billy), my sorta adoptive son Brad, and me were going to see the bikes drag race.
Ive been itching to ride on the back again, just havent gotten up the nerve.
Billy has removed the back foot pegs and put a solo seat on since my accident.
In a split second, i decided id ride again. Id ride on the back with Brad. Not 3 houses up the road, i was overcome with this amount of fear, i started screaming to let me off. He did, i walked home and got the blazer and followed them.
5 miles up the road, Brad started slowing, slowing and slowing, then i saw him zig zag like, then he dropped the bike.
The risers had stripped out and his handle bars had come off. when he was slowing, he was trying to drive by the triple tree and work the throttle all at the same time, till he ended up dropping it.
He nor the bike got hurt. I left and went to the shop to get some risers for him, so he could get it back home. They werent going to leave the bikes, so they pushed it up this big *** hill........i had my camera with me, i snapped the picture. I also heard some mighty choice words while snapping the camera while they were pushing. Brads pushing billy up the hill.
It was a good thing i chickened out...i think i had that overwhelming amount of fear for a reason.
Kel

 

somedays ya just have those feelings of what is to be, and don't know why ,
Do you have a psych degree?
Glad everyone is safe and sound.......

 

6th sense? Let us know if you have any preminitions about one of us!!!

 

yea , like when will i win the lottery????
got some good numbers to play????

 

holy ****!