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Remember when?
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Kartorbust
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My cousin had bought himself a Schwinn Stingray, when the whole Orange County Choppers craze was going on in the early 2000s. He wanted to put a 2 stroke weed whip engine on it, but never got around to it.
Whitetrashrocker
Inmate #952016
Probably would have been better than an OCC bike anyways.
I rode my 68 xlch to Milwaukee in 03 for the 100th anniversary.
Those guys were mad when i parked next to their 60k bikes and old heads were drooling on my old ironhead.
I rode my 68 xlch to Milwaukee in 03 for the 100th anniversary.
Those guys were mad when i parked next to their 60k bikes and old heads were drooling on my old ironhead.
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I sure "remember when"!
I was around 13 years old and I found a go kart frame at the curb for garbage pick up. I had a Honda Spree at the time and went and picked up a buddy. We grabbed some rope and headed back. It was still there!!! The kart frame had no floor pan or seat, and the steering wheel was not connected. My buddy drove the Spree and we towed it back to my house with me sitting weird on the kart with no floor pan or seat. We flipped the kart once with me on it, but managed to get it back unharmed.
My buddies dad was a welder for Tacom and he welded in a floor pan and seat pan for me and welded the steering wheel back to the steering shaft. Found a 5hp horizontal B&S motor in another buddies garage just laying around. He said his dad wouldn't know if it was missing! So off I went with the motor mounted to the rear rack of the Spree. Picked up a clutch at the local lawnmower store and a chain. Wheels, tires and tubes were fine. After about a week we had figured everything out and got it running. Throttle cable was a bicycle cable somehow rigged up. We had a blast on it most the fall that year till I ended up getting it impounded by the local police. Called a flat bed tow truck and even hooked up the winch to pull it up!! He actually wrote me a ticket for wreckless driving, no license, operating an vehicle with no plates or registration. I went to court with my dad and the judge threw all the tickets out but put me on 6 mons advisement. Never got the kart back, $100 impound fee that I couldn't afford and my dad said it wasn't worth $100 so he wouldn't loan me the money. Wasn't long till I found my next kart and the addiction continued the rest of my life. We went through a lot of mini bikes before the first kart, but nothing compared to the thrill of go karting.
So you ask "remember when?", I sure do!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was around 13 years old and I found a go kart frame at the curb for garbage pick up. I had a Honda Spree at the time and went and picked up a buddy. We grabbed some rope and headed back. It was still there!!! The kart frame had no floor pan or seat, and the steering wheel was not connected. My buddy drove the Spree and we towed it back to my house with me sitting weird on the kart with no floor pan or seat. We flipped the kart once with me on it, but managed to get it back unharmed.
My buddies dad was a welder for Tacom and he welded in a floor pan and seat pan for me and welded the steering wheel back to the steering shaft. Found a 5hp horizontal B&S motor in another buddies garage just laying around. He said his dad wouldn't know if it was missing!
So off I went with the motor mounted to the rear rack of the Spree. Picked up a clutch at the local lawnmower store and a chain. Wheels, tires and tubes were fine. After about a week we had figured everything out and got it running. Throttle cable was a bicycle cable somehow rigged up. We had a blast on it most the fall that year till I ended up getting it impounded by the local police. Called a flat bed tow truck and even hooked up the winch to pull it up!! He actually wrote me a ticket for wreckless driving, no license, operating an vehicle with no plates or registration. I went to court with my dad and the judge threw all the tickets out but put me on 6 mons advisement. Never got the kart back, $100 impound fee that I couldn't afford and my dad said it wasn't worth $100 so he wouldn't loan me the money. Wasn't long till I found my next kart and the addiction continued the rest of my life. We went through a lot of mini bikes before the first kart, but nothing compared to the thrill of go karting.So you ask "remember when?", I sure do!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Denny
Canned Monster
Most tow operators would give us kids back our junk free of charge.
Whitetrashrocker
Inmate #952016
Id still like to see the kx500 water cooled 2 stroke in that huffy though.
Worse case scenario, police would tell me to walk my mini bike home, till the next time and they would tell me to walk it home.
I was ripping through the neighborhood just riding around and kept going through or local elementary school parking lot and this guy kept waving me down. I'd drive up slow and then hammer it and drive away. After the 2nd pass I tried to do it again and the kart stalled. It was a plain closed police officer working undercover because it was an election day. I had no clue about any election day. Must have been around 1992. That cop was pissed that he couldn't stop me. Had a grip on my shirt after the first pass and that second pass when I stalled, I knew I screwed up. Lol. Live and learn. He was pissed and I know that's why he wrote all those tickets that went nowhere. My dad was super angry they impounded it! Local impound was a Ford dealership, so no freebies.
I was ripping through the neighborhood just riding around and kept going through or local elementary school parking lot and this guy kept waving me down. I'd drive up slow and then hammer it and drive away. After the 2nd pass I tried to do it again and the kart stalled. It was a plain closed police officer working undercover because it was an election day. I had no clue about any election day. Must have been around 1992. That cop was pissed that he couldn't stop me. Had a grip on my shirt after the first pass and that second pass when I stalled, I knew I screwed up. Lol. Live and learn. He was pissed and I know that's why he wrote all those tickets that went nowhere. My dad was super angry they impounded it! Local impound was a Ford dealership, so no freebies.
Master Hack
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l took my dad's outboard motor apart, to see how it worked!
He was not real happy.
our Lawer got the attempted murder charge dropped....
He was not real happy.
our Lawer got the attempted murder charge dropped....
Denny
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When I was 13 I decided I was going to fix the accident damage and paint my dad’s Oldsmobile. Let’s just say when he got home he was not amused or excited as I was. Untill he started beating my a$$. One week and $74.16 later he had a shiny red Oldsmobile Delta 88 that looked decent from 25 feet away. I finally got to go to sleep because I finished it.
Denny
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Who else did something that was maybe not so bright at the time to their parents stuff? Terry and I can’t be the only ones with death wishes when we were younger!
My parents went to Texas for week to visit my family down there when I was 17. My dad just bought a brand new Dodge Ram. 4x4 extended cab with the Magnum V8. His first new truck in awhile. Only vehicle he parked in the garage up till that point. I had a newish girlfriend at the time and wanted to take her out for a nice dinner. Mind you my dad made it perfectly clear not to drive it or even touch it. Lol. I really wanted to impress her, so what does any dumb brained 17 year old do to impress a girl? You guessed it, TAKE THE RAM!!! I made sure to leave plenty of markings to make sure I parked in the same exact spot. Long story short, took her out to a nice dinner, had a great time and returned the truck to the exact spot the next after getting it washed because it was pouring rain when we left dinner. Week goes by and parents return. My dad went to drive his truck and it wouldn't start. He grilled me for hours and I held my ground. There was no way I could admit what I did, because I knew the end result. He still brings it up till this day at 73 years old. And looks at me every time. He knows I drove it but couldn't prove it. It is almost an inside joke now. I got married about 3 years after this, and still married to same wonderful woman today!
It was not to the same girl in the story................
He knows I drove it but couldn't prove it. It is almost an inside joke now. I got married about 3 years after this, and still married to same wonderful woman today!It was not to the same girl in the story................
Whitetrashrocker
Inmate #952016
Let see. I was probably 2 or 3. Dad parked the car to run the house for a minute, left me in a running car. A late 60s or real early 70 4 door boat. I don't remember, he called it the bomb. Just waiting for it to blow up I guess....
I managed to put it in reverse and down the driveway I went, across the street and took out the neighbors rock wall. Didn't hurt the car but dad had to pay for a wall rebuild.
Several years later.. riding the garage door as it went up was fun... till the door came falling down. I think i was too big for that ride.
I really wasn't that destructive to my own stuff. But it sure was fun making an ACME bomb
. Pulled apart a bunch of .22s carefully packed the powder in a testors paint jar. Drilled the cap and used fuse. Wrapped it with a roll or 2 of black electrical tape.
Went to a different hood and found a secluded spot and a nice rock wall. Made a nice home for the ACME ball and lit the fuse. Ran around the block and BIG BADDA BOOM
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no more wall. We split so fast. Lol.
a few years later I found pool chemicals make great reactions.
Powdered hyperclorite in the bottom half of a plastic soda bottle. Melt a candle and make a wax seal. Then the top is filled with muratic acid. Tighten cap and be careful. When ready squeeze the bottle to break the wax and shake. You have like a minute as the mix pressurized and eventually blew the bottle and fumigation of a nice green mustard gas.
Tide laundry soap and gas made a beautiful flammable jelly.
M1000 powered marble shooters...
Had some solid rocket fuel but didn't really know what to use it for. It burned underwater.
I managed to put it in reverse and down the driveway I went, across the street and took out the neighbors rock wall. Didn't hurt the car but dad had to pay for a wall rebuild.
Several years later.. riding the garage door as it went up was fun... till the door came falling down. I think i was too big for that ride.
I really wasn't that destructive to my own stuff. But it sure was fun making an ACME bomb
. Pulled apart a bunch of .22s carefully packed the powder in a testors paint jar. Drilled the cap and used fuse. Wrapped it with a roll or 2 of black electrical tape.Went to a different hood and found a secluded spot and a nice rock wall. Made a nice home for the ACME ball and lit the fuse. Ran around the block and BIG BADDA BOOM
.no more wall. We split so fast. Lol.
a few years later I found pool chemicals make great reactions.
Powdered hyperclorite in the bottom half of a plastic soda bottle. Melt a candle and make a wax seal. Then the top is filled with muratic acid. Tighten cap and be careful. When ready squeeze the bottle to break the wax and shake. You have like a minute as the mix pressurized and eventually blew the bottle and fumigation of a nice green mustard gas.
Tide laundry soap and gas made a beautiful flammable jelly.
M1000 powered marble shooters...
Had some solid rocket fuel but didn't really know what to use it for. It burned underwater.
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Denny
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I found a case of dynamite one summer. BEST SUMMER EVER!!!
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Was usually so scared of my dad I didn't mess with anything. Then late one Saturday night my neighbor and his friend both 15, I was 14 came tapping on my bedroom window. We've got Jimmy's dads car, come and go cruising with us. House was situated so I could easily get in and out undetected. Well the following week we did the same with Jim's friends parents car. Next week it was my turn. Sneaked the keys out and went to the hardware store and had one made. Everything going great right. My dad actually had a much cooler car than my buddies. A 1960 Dodge 2 door hardtop. At about 4:45 am the Red lights came on behind us. An hour later the Hermosa Beach police department was calling all of our parents to come get us. But my dad had to get my older brother to take him because his car wasn't there. Turned out it was Sunday morning, Fathers Day 1962. I don't remember a whole lot about that summer, but I don't think it was a very good one.
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When I was 15 and did not have a license/permit whatever, I used to grab the keys to my Dad's Triumph Spitfire and drive it to my girlfriends house. I did this very regularly like an idiot. One day my Dad confronts me, says I have been driving by his freaking auto insurance agent's house (!), and I was speeding. My "Just kill me now" moment.
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Lol did you by chance get a massive headache after handling it?
Whitetrashrocker
Inmate #952016
Ive run across some fuzzy dynamite in old mine shafts we explore.
Back away slowly.....
Back away slowly.....
Denny
Canned Monster
Nope, it was while handling it! I thought my head was going to explode. Then I figured out rubber gloves!
Denny
Canned Monster
My friends and I weren’t your normal run of the mill felons as kids. The postmaster on my paper route drove old Chevys. 68 & 69 to be precise. For the 68 my friends an I pooled our money and bought an ignition switch and lock cylinder with keys. When we wanted to cruise we just plugged in our ignition switch. We borrowed his car regularly and always brought it back with a full tank of gas. If the oil needed changed we changed it. One time we took it and it needed front brakes and we did them. Talking to him years later I fessed up to what we had done. He started laughing hysterically and said he thought he was loosing his mind for a while there. He knew he parked the car on Friday with no gas in it yet when he went to church on Sunday morning it had a full tank of gas. For the one summer every time he had the oil changed it already had fresh oil and a new Delco filter on it. But the thing that drove him the craziest was he had taken the car in to have the brakes checked then when he took the car back the following Monday they were already done! He said if he had known what we were doing he would have just given us a key to the car. Him and his wife liked me and thought I was a good kid!
My friends and I weren’t your normal run of the mill felons as kids. The postmaster on my paper route drove old Chevys. 68 & 69 to be precise. For the 68 my friends an I pooled our money and bought an ignition switch and lock cylinder with keys. When we wanted to cruise we just plugged in our ignition switch. We borrowed his car regularly and always brought it back with a full tank of gas. If the oil needed changed we changed it. One time we took it and it needed front brakes and we did them. Talking to him years later I fessed up to what we had done. He started laughing hysterically and said he thought he was loosing his mind for a while there. He knew he parked the car on Friday with no gas in it yet when he went to church on Sunday morning it had a full tank of gas. For the one summer every time he had the oil changed it already had fresh oil and a new Delco filter on it. But the thing that drove him the craziest was he had taken the car in to have the brakes checked then when he took the car back the following Monday they were already done! He said if he had known what we were doing he would have just given us a key to the car. Him and his wife liked me and thought I was a good kid!
This is hilarious! My group of hooligans were the same way. We would cause some trouble, knock on peoples doors and run, over and over and even would hang in the tree across the street, run a fishing line to the door, hang a fishing weight with some duct tape, pull the line and tap the door. Guy open and see no one there. We would laugh our a$$es off. The next day go over and rack his leaves. That is a mild example, don't want to bring up the other crap we used to pull.