Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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I been at this shit since before they were born
got my first YZ50 for my 5th bday 1981 & still get down to this day.
just a bit fatter now.
first pic is me in 88 / 12 years old on my first YZ80
second is me a few weeks back on my YZ250
last one is my kid on his CRF70 (bored over 20 @ 90CC)
got my first YZ50 for my 5th bday 1981 & still get down to this day.
just a bit fatter now.
first pic is me in 88 / 12 years old on my first YZ80
second is me a few weeks back on my YZ250
last one is my kid on his CRF70 (bored over 20 @ 90CC)
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I have this random fear that if I get a motorcycle ill end up dying.
So im at my boys property out in lake county and were mobbing quads and he says I should try out his dirt bike, I get on and take off no more then 50 yards later im on the ground and the bike is just spinning.
Same day I hit a jump on the quad and get power bombed on the ground, the quad just barley misses me. Nobody saw it happen and I just layed there for 5 mins in the feild by myself all fucked up.
Cool story bruhs.
So im at my boys property out in lake county and were mobbing quads and he says I should try out his dirt bike, I get on and take off no more then 50 yards later im on the ground and the bike is just spinning.
Same day I hit a jump on the quad and get power bombed on the ground, the quad just barley misses me. Nobody saw it happen and I just layed there for 5 mins in the feild by myself all fucked up.
Cool story bruhs.
my best friend growing up lived across the street from alum rock country club in SJ
we used to sneak in at night & wreak havoc on the green with our bikes, or ice blocks & slide down the hills, or on acid running from the cops... shit was fun.
one time we went in with a big ass duffle bag & filled it full of golf balls we found, went back to his house & hit em with a bat & made em fly hella far, breaking windows n shit
we were some bad ass little fuckin brats.
we used to sneak in at night & wreak havoc on the green with our bikes, or ice blocks & slide down the hills, or on acid running from the cops... shit was fun.
one time we went in with a big ass duffle bag & filled it full of golf balls we found, went back to his house & hit em with a bat & made em fly hella far, breaking windows n shit
we were some bad ass little fuckin brats.
Word, I've started the process to buy a bike 4 times in the last 7 years. Each time one of my friends got in to a bad wreck on a bike within a couple days of me starting the process. This last time was like 8 months ago and a friend of mine died in a motorcycle crash.
3 of my homies getting hurt and 1 dying around the time of me looking at bikes to buy all a couple years a part. Finally saw it as a sign to never want a bike.
3 of my homies getting hurt and 1 dying around the time of me looking at bikes to buy all a couple years a part. Finally saw it as a sign to never want a bike.
Sorry to hear that bruh.
My dad has always rode motorcycles and I remember when I was maybe 5, I was fucking around on his motorcycle when he was at work and it fell on me. Maybe thats why im afraid.
Either way im never fucking with bikes, they look cool and ive always wanted one but I know deep down something bad will happen.
My dad has always rode motorcycles and I remember when I was maybe 5, I was fucking around on his motorcycle when he was at work and it fell on me. Maybe thats why im afraid.
Either way im never fucking with bikes, they look cool and ive always wanted one but I know deep down something bad will happen.
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We used to do the same kinda stuff...
At one point I had a "friend" that lived at, what was once, more or less the edge of Antioch, his house was on top of the hill over looking whats now Lone Tree towards Deer Valley area, he had a "treehouse" in his back yard that was basically a platform in a tree. When they started building the shopping center down below we'd hit golf balls at the construction site, shattering glass and shit they left out.
My other actual friends and I would go to the same construction sites and steal shit. At one point we stole all the mirrors that were going into a grocery store and my one friend covered the walls and ceiling in his bedroom with mirrors.
At one point I had a "friend" that lived at, what was once, more or less the edge of Antioch, his house was on top of the hill over looking whats now Lone Tree towards Deer Valley area, he had a "treehouse" in his back yard that was basically a platform in a tree. When they started building the shopping center down below we'd hit golf balls at the construction site, shattering glass and shit they left out.
My other actual friends and I would go to the same construction sites and steal shit. At one point we stole all the mirrors that were going into a grocery store and my one friend covered the walls and ceiling in his bedroom with mirrors.