Ever done a tank-slapper?

dustin

UAIOE
Anyone ever done a tank-slapper?


...And I'm not talkin bout gettin it on with a large woman...pervs :razz:


Please share your "almost crashed because I was doing something idiotic" stories...:lol:
 
dustin said:
Anyone ever done a tank-slapper?


...And I'm not talkin bout gettin it on with a large woman...pervs :razz:


Please share your "almost crashed because I was doing something idiotic" stories...:lol:
No.
Ever kiss your handlebars?
 
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thakidistight said:
Yes, please do tell..... :popcorn:
Dirt bike before I got my full face. Broke my front uppers off half way down. It made for a rough weekend trying to not let anything touch the exposed nerves. :lmao: :snaggletooth:
 

dustin

UAIOE
desertrat said:
Dirt bike before I got my full face. Broke my front uppers off half way down. It made for a rough weekend trying to not let anything touch the exposed nerves. :lmao: :snaggletooth:
I bet that hurt like a mofo. Was this back in the 70's? :lol:

I think the only time i've hit my face guard riding dirt is when I cased the jump landing.

I've done a couple tank slappers on backroads. The SV didnt have a steering dampener, which was nice most of the time. But it probably happened cause the rear shock sucked big time (weight transfer). The first time it skeered the crapola out of me but I just rode it out ok..., I was cruisin the backroads and decided to lay into the throttle right when I was exiting a nice curve and right then there was a series of small potholes that lightened the front end enough to make it jump into the tank slapper with little warning. Luckily I had the bike up straight and not still leaned over.

The second time I was going well over the speed limit and crested a slight hill and right at the top the road surface was horrible and lightened the front end enough to put it into one but I rode that one out as well...
 
dustin said:
I bet that hurt like a mofo. Was this back in the 70's? :lol:

I think the only time i've hit my face guard riding dirt is when I cased the jump landing.

I've done a couple tank slappers on backroads. The SV didnt have a steering dampener, which was nice most of the time. But it probably happened cause the rear shock sucked big time (weight transfer). The first time it skeered the crapola out of me but I just rode it out ok..., I was cruisin the backroads and decided to lay into the throttle right when I was exiting a nice curve and right then there was a series of small potholes that lightened the front end enough to make it jump into the tank slapper with little warning. Luckily I had the bike up straight and not still leaned over.

The second time I was going well over the speed limit and crested a slight hill and right at the top the road surface was horrible and lightened the front end enough to put it into one but I rode that one out as well...
That would be scary. And yes it was the 70s, :lmao:
 

Dougstermd

ORGASM DONOR
desertrat said:
That would be scary. And yes it was the 70s, :lmao:


I hate to do this but :shrug:

2. Tank Slapper

see 'Tank Slapping'. The art of anal sex with a man in a doggy style.

Goerge is gay. He is a right tank slapper, he likes being tank slapped balls deep...
 
R

RadioPatrol

Guest
does riding in cages count -

70 in hvy rain, popped over a hill onto a major amount of water crossing the road , can you say hydroplaned ? funny feeling when the steering gets mushy and the car gives you this floating < and your on ground not in the Bay > slowly rotates 180 to the left, through the turn lane, across the ditch, now doing 65 backwards on the wrong side, by the Grace of God Almighty never hit anything, eventually slow till front wheels get traction, spin back round into the ditch again coming to a complete stop.

wondering what really happened

Oh Yeah got thrown from my RM 250 several times, had sand in the front brake cable, going over bumps with the front wheel would lock the brakes sending me airborne @ various speeds till i replaced the sucker .....
 

Larry Gude

Strung Out
I was about 15 and...

..riding a friends Honda 750 that he had just cleaned up to sell. This was off maintained roads and I come screaming around a corner to this huge puddle and panicked, (You can go for a ride, just don't get it dirty!) putting on more front than rear brake. So, I lay it down, me and bike go plowing through the puddle and, to make it worse, I bend a few things in the process including my ego.
 

Lugnut

I'm Rick James #####!
Larry Gude said:
..riding a friends Honda 750 that he had just cleaned up to sell. This was off maintained roads and I come screaming around a corner to this huge puddle and panicked, (You can go for a ride, just don't get it dirty!) putting on more front than rear brake. So, I lay it down, me and bike go plowing through the puddle and, to make it worse, I bend a few things in the process including my ego.


And that's the story of how you bought your first bike huh? :lmao:
 

mAlice

professional daydreamer
Dougstermd said:
I hate to do this but :shrug:

2. Tank Slapper

see 'Tank Slapping'. The art of anal sex with a fat man in a doggy style.

Goerge is gay. He is a right tank slapper, he likes being tank slapped balls deep...


:fixed: That's just what came to mind when I read the subject line. :shrug:
 

dustin

UAIOE
RadioPatrol said:
does riding in cages count -

70 in hvy rain, popped over a hill onto a major amount of water crossing the road , can you say hydroplaned ? funny feeling when the steering gets mushy and the car gives you this floating < and your on ground not in the Bay > slowly rotates 180 to the left, through the turn lane, across the ditch, now doing 65 backwards on the wrong side, by the Grace of God Almighty never hit anything, eventually slow till front wheels get traction, spin back round into the ditch again coming to a complete stop.

wondering what really happened

Oh Yeah got thrown from my RM 250 several times, had sand in the front brake cable, going over bumps with the front wheel would lock the brakes sending me airborne @ various speeds till i replaced the sucker .....
and how many times did you ride it after figuring out it was the brake cable? :lol:
 

Larry Gude

Strung Out
Lol!

Lugnut said:
And that's the story of how you bought your first bike huh? :lmao:


...that's funny because I did offer to! I felt like such an azz. I ride back, I'm soaked head to toe, the bike is covered, pipes smoking from all the dripping water, I'm standing there with this sheepish, drowned rat look and I'm like "I, uh, bent your brake handle..."

Like I said, it was a friend so he let it go. I never asked to ride one of his bikes again, though. You see, I have this nasty habit...
 

Pete

Repete
1981 650 Honda Nighthawk. In California, sitting at a traffic light waiting to turn left. Light changes and like a goober I horse it, lean into the turn. Half way I feel the ass end hit the oil strip in the middle of the lane and start to come around. I do some quick calculations in my head and figure if I let off too much at that angle I am going to highside so I hold the throttle to burn off the oil and get traction. As I approach the other side of the intersection sideways, engine screaming I see the people waiting at the bus stop start to scatter. All of a sudden the back tire grabs and I pop (my first and last) wheelie. I hold the wheelie as I straighten up and head the correct direction. As soon as I realize I am not dead, and I have not crapped my pants I let off and drop the front wheel and motor off as though nothing happened.

I pulled over about 2 blocks away and enjoyed a calm down smoke before heading back out.
 

Pete

Repete
Same bike, I was heading through Palo Alto to the Dumbarton Bridge going over to Freemont California. The approach to the bridge snakes through these sand dune type hills, smooth, sweeping curves. I am screaming along and come upon a couple cars in the right lane so I slide over to the left and fly by going......well lets say over a 100 and a shoot out from between the last two hills onto the bridge and out over the Bay. The Bay where the wind blows really hard from left to right. The wind catches me and blows me from the left lane all the way across to the guard rail on the right before I can slow down. Once slowed I continued across to the other side and pulled over to enjoy a clam down smoke before continuing home.
 
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