The Pass Pub: The High-End Off Topic Thread

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Actually I drove the course several laps back in -93. Was there for ten days and saw some both beautiful horrific scenes. I tried to hold full for one lap but I bailed out after just more then a half with a pulse on 130.

But I never fell, unlike many else. Instead I fell on a rainwet bridge with tram tracks in Amsterdam omw home. Talking about welding...

Staffan
 
a rainwet bridge with tram tracks in Amsterdam

Dangerous stuff indeed, you should try getting stuck with a bicycle wheel in the track, with a tram at a few hundred yard, and heading your way.

(speaking of bicycles, way back in elementary school, i tied a bike on my back, climbed the rain pipes, then drove the bicycle off the 12ft high flat roof. thinking back, the horrid landing didn't make me the least wiser)
 
Mm. Wasnt that bad afterall. We were planning som days there anyway so i just putted it under a tree and went straight to the pub.

Right side engine was gone, the generator cover was blown away and i was nicely drenched in gasoline in the fall. After some pints we asked around for repairmen and got a number to someone just outside the centre. He told us to bring it over at 8 in the morning so there was no idea to sleep. When pubs began to close we started pushing it in repairmans direction, and we stopped at every pub. I have a fuzzy memory about when we left it outside the repairshop.

When we gathered there lunchtime morning after he told us that it was to little material left to weld so he had covered it with epoxy and carbon fibre.

Well it was tight just enough to get out of town, but luckily I was equipped with a big tube of silicone. Every major leakage after that I just stopped and added a handful of silicone. That took me to Roskilde Festival in Denmark. After that its another story.
 
O well. I looked around after old photocopies but couldnt find them now. In Roskilde Festival there is, as everybody knows, all mud and beer for 5 days.

When I visited my old sad bike where I parked it, it showed up to be totally dead. At least trying with the key. But, i found a peice of wire and concluded that I had battery. So hungover as one is, I took the cutter and got rid of the keylock, twisted all wires exept starterwire together and finally got it to coff. We were homesick and took the highway full throttle north.

My friend in front of me had a Kawa 1000 cafestyle and just passing in between two big trailertrucks his muffler fell out in full speed, took to the ground a couple of times then straight in my front beam and then crushed my helmet harnesk. O well.

We couldnt more then laugh by that time and finally hit the ferry. It was raining bad and my bike started to loose ignition on cylinders one after another.

After standing on the ferry it was dead again. I kicked it hard a few times and suddenly a big fireflash came out of the exhaust pipe. Unfortunately i slipped when kicking so i hit the foot-pin and broke it of.

Got home with a bike with a silicone engine, broken helmet, broken beamer and one foot on what was left of the engine.

Luckily we were young and happy😀
 
Already more than ten years ago, I said, the greater part of my life I've got through. And it was the better part of my life. But at that time I have not guessed, this is the truth.
I just now know this.
I just feel me like crap.
Despite the fact that I have beers.