The funny part was I got a text from a friend saying it was a guy who was Terrible who used to work for Niles while training he sweats profusely and has a compulsive laser pointer use problem. Well about a year ago I was in training and we went to one of these trainings of said Niles employee. During the training our trainer fell asleep... and got yelled at. My friend and I laughed very softly while he sweat profusely and there was a bunch of bikini clad women on the TV behind him and got called out in front of 30 people asking us what was so funny. To which we replied whats on TV.
So he is working for a new company (who's stuff looked kinda cheap), so I figured why not go get food and laugh at this asshole while getting an hour off sometime in the future. Food was cold, guy was terrible as always, product was kind of lame and it turned out to be only half an hour, I thought to myself when I found out training was a half hour later and only half an hour I should just leave...anyway fast forward to getting back home after driving around to find an oil filter for a car.
I didn't tear into the bike yesterday to fix the kicker which I am about to order so when I took something out to the shed I tried kicking it over real quick. It caught some teeth and wanted to start so I said hell yes and took it out for a ride. Ran a bit rough probably because of the air cleaner I added carb adjustment so I headed back home to adjust a bit and then back out again.
I get about 4 miles from home down some back roads which I am in like 2nd or 3rd at different points behind a pickup which is going maybe 45 up and down some curvy hills. We get to the road I want to turn at and he turns ahead of me. Right as I am turning he is pulling over with his right hand turn signal on so I pass him and punch it, because thats how the bike likes to run...(seriously) Im riding for a bit after slowing down into 3rd then 2nd in a 30 zone back country road neighborhood.
I turn around and this pick up is like 10 feet literally behind me if that. I'm like ok and punch it to get him off my ass. I mean hauling ass for a second look back... yeah 10 maybe 15 feet. Ok there is a stop sign punch it to it then lock it up in a slide for 30 40 feet and then off again to the right. There is a couple in a car that waves me around them obviously hearing me coming and I was in 4th or so. After a minute I look back and he is approaching so I said to myself "ok this guy is either wanting to talk to me or is really pissed either way I don't want to be going 60 down this back road when I find out.
I know of a gravel pull off kind of down a hill so I plan on going there and there is a foot or so drop and I drop it and slide to a stop standing up while he pulls in sliding. At this point I was thinking damn I wish I had a big knife or a hand gun or something possibly (even though I am sure I would never have the gun at least...on second thought). Guy jumps out and I was smiling hoping he was going to be like "damn son" and at least be some what reasonable in whatever he was thinking. The guy is about 5-10 maybe a couple inches here or there and like 175 190 pounds and 45 50ish and looks country but I think I may be ok if it comes to it. I say whats up buddy. "Albemarle police on the way...Albemarle police on the way son..." I was thinking damn,..."I got you speeding on tape boy" "oh yeah Albemarle police on the way". I was like oh shit I don't have the proper this, or that, no that, damn I can't be here when the cops show up.
Guy is right up in my face at this point at which point my bike decides to die. great... get off and try to say "look man I just got this running sorry its loud but you were on my ass I didn't know what the hell you were up to". He starts talking about his kids ride their bikes on that street(right, your a bad parent then) at which point he is clinching his fist and I start to think ...ok I really would love it if it were a time where he may not have gotten me on video or gotten my license and I could get a quick one or two in to drop this guy and get out of there but my second thought told me he at least had my license.
He starts to try and block me and I started to kick the bike over. Two kicks and its starts and I put it in gear and guy straight up tries to push me over catching me completely off guard. I kind of let the bike go over a bit and catch myself on one foot and stand up start the bike again put in gear again while he tries to push me over. At this point I really wanted to beat the shit out of this guy. Bikes in gear and I take off shooting gravel everywhere.
WTF
I try to get turned around towards home on this crazy hill to foot up onto the slanted curving road and let the bike die. I back up into the gravel again and this guy is getting up still saying they on they way and I was saying what the hell are you thinking trying to push me over old man. I start the bike once again and peel out heading back towards home saying holy shit I should have never pulled over.
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