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| Harleyfatboy7 gets a surprise.
I was wondering Cliff if you ever shared the story in the forum of the day that one of your neighbours young daughters decided to take her Mam's car for a spin, lol? Maybe I should start and you could finish it off for everyone. ![]() A friend of mine lives just up the street from Cliff. On the day in question, he and his wife had gone out for the day leaving his eldest daughter, who was about 14 at the time, at home. During the day a couple of her friends popped in to see her and were looking at her Mother's new car. The Car was an automatic and one of her friends told the daughter that they were "dead easy to drive" and that she had driven her Dad's. In their wisdom they thought it would be great fun to take the car for a spin round the neighbourhood as her Mam and Dad would never know! Over to you Cliff, LOL. |
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| Re: Harleyfatboy7 gets a surprise.
Come on Cliff dont be shy spill the beanz or is this gonna be another secret that gets left in the closet [a bit like your penchant for wearing leather chaps eh] ![]()
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| Re: Harleyfatboy7 gets a surprise. Well there I was on a quiet sunny Sunday morning cleaning the bike in the back street. Just as I had finished the polishing (my back was as fragile as a breadstick). I went into the garage for a well earned fag and stood back in the darkness admiring my handywork. The sun was glinting of the chrome, birds were singing and all seemed right in the world. Suddenly the silence was broken by a horrible screeching sound, reminiscent of Starsky & Hutch, followed by a crashing noise, broken glass and further screeching. Heart racing like a whippet on viagra I simultaneously smoked the fag and in a single bound leapt 10 feet from the garage into the back street. What I saw filled my eyes with dread, and my pants with breakfast. Hurtling towards me and the bike not 20ft away was a runaway car containing 2 runaway girls. The missile (cos that what it was) had come round the corner into the back street at speed and bounced off a gable end house wall before selecting the next target …ME (and the bike) Starsky & Hutch (The 2 girls about 14) who now looked more like a painting by Edvard Munch “The Scream” had thought an automatic would drive itself and took it for a test drive (I think they had just watched tomorrows world) Faced with the prospect that I could soon be sentenced to life for a double murder of 2 teenagers in a car, and with the strength and maternal instinct of a mother protecting her sibling I summoned up superhero powers and half picked up the bike and half dragged it in into the sanctuary of the garage. As I felt the car breeze past my legs before bouncing off the wall next to my garage, the screaming of the tires changed pitch to become the screaming of 2 terrified wailing girls trying to bail out whilst the car bounced from wall to wall like a pinball up the street, cats leapt for safety, buskers left their instruments and tramps thought twice about leaving their bottles of cider or meths. The car was finally stopped by a passer by jumping in to kill the engine. I think I said “excuse me girls but you nearly killed me and damaged my prized motorcycle, do you care to realise what it would cost to repair” but what they actually heard would have made someone with acute Tourettes blush. There was an upside to this that made my day, after the dust settled and my heart rate returned to normal, there was a group of kids came out to play all about 6 or 7 yrs old, I heard one boy shout “fly tinkebell fly” when I turned to look I saw a little girl in a party frock running down the back street flapping her arms, the innocent voice continued ………. “Fer fuck sake fly”.
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| Re: Harleyfatboy7 gets a surprise.
Christ Cliff, not an every day accurance then?....
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Bloody Hell Cliff, where do you live?. Meths drinkers, tramps and joyriders. |
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I must admit I was a 15 year old joyrider who put my Dads Morris Marina into a neighbours stone wall ! This was in the days before it became compulsory for teenagers.....come to think about it,I can't think of a better way to end a 'Marina's' life....evil handling sack of cack !! |
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Yup, that's the one, lol. My friend still gets a bead of sweat running from his brow when I tell him what a costly "little bit of fun" that day might have been! There is a follow up to this one too Cliff. About a year ago she passed her test in a car, as you may have noticed. However, be warned Cliff, just five days after passing said test, she turned into McDonalds and "innocently" wiped out a bike and rider that was happily riding past, well attempting to! Broke his leg and the bike . According to her Dad, it was everybody's fault except hers of course, lol. Good old Dad's eh. Seems to me she has something akin to the natural instincts of a homing pigeon when there is a bike in the vicinity. Drive carefully mate, they say most accidents happen within 5 miles of your home, you're probably at most risk during the first 5 yards! |
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There's some milage left in this tale Cliff,"i leapt 10ft" Cliff you've never leapt 10ft in your life ![]() ![]()
__________________ "Tune in turn on and drop out"
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Well i dont know why its hard to believe .....I once saw a SAUSAGE leap 10feet, in desperation and it was fatally wounded!!!
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| Re: Harleyfatboy7 gets a surprise.
I've seen Hippy's wallet leap 10ft - back into his coat pocket when there was a danger that he might have to buy a round
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