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- 1981 GL1100 Innerstate("The Turd")SOLD!!, 1996 GL1500 Innerstate
Yeah...that's right...I laid my '81 down this evening. :head bang: Well...not all the way down, but far enough for the neighborhood punks down the street to get a good laff. I was pullin into the garage after the ride home, and got hung up on a small depression in the yard at the same time I let off the throttle. The bike stopped...I didn't. Soooo...there I was, halfway between the ground and the front bumper of one of my Cadillacs, with the fairing taking the brunt of the fall. The bike is still running, I'm trying to find neutral so I can let go of the clutch(which, btw, has my hand trapped between it and the hood of the car) and try to upright it, while holding the front brake lever to keep the dang thing from rollin backwards over me. I couldn't reach the kill switch at the time. I finally gave up and dumped it, and killed the engine. This is after a 26 mile run down the highway, so the exhaust is just a wee bit warm, and of course, the battery decides it needs to dump some acid out on the exhaust, so now I'm trying to upright it, and breath , which is next to impossible due to the toxic fumes from the acid on the exhaust going directly up my shnoz.
I manage to turn around and get my back into it, and as soon as I lift, it wants to roll back(the driveway has an incline, don't cha know?), so now I'm trying to lift, breath, and put the shifter into a gear so it won't roll downhill, all the while moving downhill. That's about the time Mama comes out and wants to help. She grabs hold of the fairing and starts pushing...downhill... oh2: :Awe: :head bang:
I had to tell her to NOT push, as it was making thing whole thing worse.
The front tire finally managed to get caught in the depression that started this mess, and it stopped rolling backwards on me. I managed to get it upright, but then the fumes from the acid were just about to make me pass out from asphyxia. I'm hollering at Mama to get be the chunk of wood in the garage to put under the kickstand so I could turn loose and get away, and try to catch some fresh air. Of course, Mama don't know what chunk o wood I'm hollering about, so I have to wait until she stumbles over it. FINALLY! I get away, run and get the water hose to rinse the acid off the side of the bike, and the exhaust before it does any more damage. Sadly, it was too late...the chrome on the exhaust is toast now in the area directly under the battery.... :crying: :crying:
Once it cooled down(after I et supper), I tried to polish it up some, and it basically got all the nasty black crap off, but the chrome is definitely stained now. Funny thing....while I was looking to see how much electrolyte had drained from the battery, I saw this neat little rubber hose going up the front of the battery area. Yeppers...it's the hose that's supposed to go on the friggin battery vent. Guess I musta fergot to hook it back up last time I had the battery out...oh2: :doh:
Oh well....
So....how was YOUR day? Please feel free to add your not so manly stories to this thread. It'll make me feel better...:read:
I manage to turn around and get my back into it, and as soon as I lift, it wants to roll back(the driveway has an incline, don't cha know?), so now I'm trying to lift, breath, and put the shifter into a gear so it won't roll downhill, all the while moving downhill. That's about the time Mama comes out and wants to help. She grabs hold of the fairing and starts pushing...downhill... oh2: :Awe: :head bang:
I had to tell her to NOT push, as it was making thing whole thing worse.
The front tire finally managed to get caught in the depression that started this mess, and it stopped rolling backwards on me. I managed to get it upright, but then the fumes from the acid were just about to make me pass out from asphyxia. I'm hollering at Mama to get be the chunk of wood in the garage to put under the kickstand so I could turn loose and get away, and try to catch some fresh air. Of course, Mama don't know what chunk o wood I'm hollering about, so I have to wait until she stumbles over it. FINALLY! I get away, run and get the water hose to rinse the acid off the side of the bike, and the exhaust before it does any more damage. Sadly, it was too late...the chrome on the exhaust is toast now in the area directly under the battery.... :crying: :crying:
Once it cooled down(after I et supper), I tried to polish it up some, and it basically got all the nasty black crap off, but the chrome is definitely stained now. Funny thing....while I was looking to see how much electrolyte had drained from the battery, I saw this neat little rubber hose going up the front of the battery area. Yeppers...it's the hose that's supposed to go on the friggin battery vent. Guess I musta fergot to hook it back up last time I had the battery out...oh2: :doh:
Oh well....
So....how was YOUR day? Please feel free to add your not so manly stories to this thread. It'll make me feel better...:read: