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Dang! This side is exactly like my old life. Same aches and pains. Everything. If I wasn't sure the world ended yesterday I wouldn't know it today. Say... I better check my bank accounts. This could be another Wall Street scam. Mike
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The wife and I stopped at the local HD shop and were admiring their fleet when I noticed something. There was a new Street Glide sitting next to a new Electra Glide Classic. The bikes were exactly the same price (like 19400). To my untrained eye the Street Glide looked exactly like the Electra except it was stripped of the rear tour pack with backrest, light bar, chrome bag guards, radio, front and rear bumper, rider floor boards and fairing trim.. So I said to the salesman, I bet you dont sell alot of those stripped down bikes for the same price you sell the decked out one for.. I was SHOCKED to find out that the Street Glide out sold the Electra 10 to 1!! After finding out they are exactly the same bike with just more stuff added onto the electra, I went to the parts counter and found out that the extra parts on the electra added up to over 3 grand worth of parts.. So I go back to the salesman and said, how come people dont just buy the electra and remove the parts they dont want and keep them in case trends or needs change.. He looked at me dumbfoundedly and said, cause people dont think like that... I still dont get it, my mind dont work like that, who wouldnt want 3 grand of xtra parts for free..
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As of July 1st a company from Kansas, Bickford Senior Living stepped in and took over the management of the Assisted living Community I worked at. To say the transition was a hostal one would be an understatement. Ruthless greed motivated corporate rat B@$tards would be more accurate. They literally threw all of the existing employees and a good many of what they felt were undesirable residents to the street. Including me. So, now I'm considering a career change. I'm thinking about going to Indianapolis and going through CDL training to become an OTR Big rig driver. I've always enjoyed my travel adventures on the road and think I might enjoy seeing the country through the windsheild of a big rig for a while.
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Ya Hoo, I got my Venture back Monday with the new factory installed Hannigan kit. I thought it would be a piece of cake to drive it. WRONG!!! Across the highway from their store, Nishna Valley Cycle, in Atlantic Iowa, was a short street with a culdesac at the far end. Rob & Dennis had me practice driving the Trike on this street, before I left for home. The first thing I did after starting the engine was to crank the handlebars too far to the left. Man, I thought I'd lost it right there and then put my foot down immediately. They just laughed. They got me lined up, I went across the highway, up the street to the culdesac and then that new experience came into play to get around that circle. Wow! Talk about something wierd. Well, I made it back to their parking lot okay. But, then they had to help turn me around because they wanted me to do it again. This time it felt a little better. Anyway, I made the successful 50 mile trip back home, being nervous and excited at the same time, with the wife following me in the car. Learning to water ski with my new boat, years ago, was another one of the hardest things also that I had ever tried, even though all my friends had no problem. But this Trike ride was scarrier! We did stop at a Dairy Queen in a small town in route and relaxed with an ice cream. This is a wonderful Trike and they did a beautiful job and I'm very proud of it. I'm gettingl it mastered already! A very fine product. Owen.
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This should NOT be read while drinking milk, soda, etc. I never dreamed slowly cruising on my motorcycle through a residential neighborhood could be so incredibly dangerous! Little did I suspect. I was on Brice Street - a very nice neighborhood with perfect lawns and slow traffic. As I passed an oncoming car, a brown furry missile shot out from under it and tumbled to a stop immediately in front of me. It was a squirrel, and must have been trying to run across the road when it encountered the car. I really was not going very fast, but there was no time to brake or avoid it -- it was that close. I hate to run over animals, and I really hate it on a motorcycle, but a squirrel should pose no danger to me. I barely had time to brace for the impact. Animal lovers, never fear. Squirrels, I discovered, can take care of themselves! Inches before impact, the squirrel flipped to his feet. He was standing on his hind legs and facing my oncoming Vulcan with steadfast resolve in his beady little eyes. His mouth opened, and at the last possible second, he screamed and lept! I am pretty sure the scream was squirrel for, "Bonzai!" or maybe, "Die you gravy-sucking, heathen scum!" The leap was nothing short of spectacular... He shot straight up, flew over my windshield, and impacted me squarely in the chest. Instantly, he set upon me. If I did not know better, I would have sworn he brought 20 of his little buddies along for the attack. Snarling, hissing, and tearing at my clothes, he was a frenzy of activity. As I was dressed only in a light T-shirt, summer riding gloves, and jeans this was a bit of a cause for concern. This furry little tornado was doing some damage! Picture a man on a huge blue and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a T-shirt, and leather gloves, puttering at maybe 25 mph down a quiet residential street, and in the fight of his life with a squirrel. And losing... I grabbed for him with my left hand. After a few misses, I finally managed to snag his tail. With all my strength, I flung the evil rodent off to the left of the bike, almost running into the right curb as I recoiled from the throw. That should have done it. The matter should have ended right there. It really should have. The squirrel could have sailed into one of the pristinely kept yards and gone on about his business, and I could have headed home. No one would have been the wiser. But this was no ordinary squirrel. This was not even an ordinary angry squirrel. This was an EVIL MUTANT ATTACK SQUIRREL OF DEATH! Somehow he caught my gloved finger with one of his little hands and, with the force of the throw, swung around and with a resounding thump and an amazing impact, he landed squarely on my BACK and resumed his rather antisocial and extremely distracting activities. He also managed to take my left glove with him! The situation was not improved. Not improved at all. His attacks were continuing, and now I could not reach him. I was startled, to say the least. The combination of the force of the throw, only having one hand (the throttle hand) on the handlebars, and my jerking back unfortunately put a healthy twist through my right hand and into the throttle. A healthy twist on the throttle of a Vulcan can only have one result. Torque. This is what the Vulcan is made for, and she is very, very good at it. The engine roared and the front wheel left the pavement. The squirrel screamed in anger. The Vulcan screamed in ecstasy. I screamed in . well ..I just plain screamed. Now picture a man on a huge blue and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a slightly squirrel-torn t-shirt, wearing only one leather glove, and roaring at maybe 50 mph and rapidly accelerating down a quiet residential street on one wheel, with a demonic squirrel of death on his back. The man and the squirrel are both screaming bloody murder. With the sudden acceleration I was forced to put my other hand back on the handlebars and try to get control of the bike. This was leaving the mutant squirrel to his own devices, but I really did not want to crash into somebody's tree, house, or parked car. Also, I had not yet figured out how to release the throttle...my brain was just simply overloaded. I did manage to mash the back brake, but it had little effect against the massive power of the big cruiser. About this time the squirrel decided that I was not paying sufficient attention to this very serious battle (maybe he was an evil mutant NAZI attack squirrel of death), and he came around my neck and got INSIDE my full-face helmet with me. As the faceplate closed part way, he began hissing in my face. I am quite sure my screaming changed intensity. It had little effect on the squirrel, however. The RPMs on the Dragon maxed out (since I was not bothering with shifting at the moment), so her front end started to drop. Now picture a man on a huge blue and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a very raggedly torn T-shirt, wearing only one leather glove, roaring at probably 80 mph, still on one wheel, with a large puffy squirrel's tail sticking out of the mostly closed full-face helmet. By now the screams are probably getting a little hoarse. Finally I got the upper hand ... I managed to grab his tail again, pulled him out of my helmet, and slung him to the left as hard as I could. This time it worked ... sort-of. Spectacularly sort-of ... so to speak. Picture a new scene. You are a cop. You and your partner have pulled off on a quiet residential street and parked with your windows down to do some paperwork. Suddenly a man on a huge blue and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a torn T-shirt flapping in the breeze, and wearing only one leather glove, moving at probably 80 mph on one wheel, and screaming bloody murder roars by, and with all his strength throws a live squirrel grenade directly into your police car. I heard screams. They weren't mine... I managed to get the big motorcycle under control and dropped the front wheel to the ground. I then used maximum braking and skidded to a stop in a cloud of tire smoke at the stop sign of a busy cross street. I would have returned to 'fess up (and to get my glove back). I really would have. Really... Except for two things. First, the cops did not seem interested or the slightest bit concerned about me at the moment. When I looked back, the doors on both sides of the patrol car were flung wide open. The cop from the passenger side was on his back, doing a crab walk into somebody's front yard, quickly moving away from the car. The cop who had been in the driver's seat was standing in the street, aiming a riot shotgun at his own police car. So, the cops were not interested in me. They often insist to "let the professionals handle it" anyway. That was one thing. The other? Well, I could clearly see shredded and flying pieces of foam and upholstery from the back seat. But I could also swear I saw the squirrel in the back window, shaking his little fist at me. That is one dangerous squirrel. And now he has a patrol car. A some what shredded patrol car but it was all his. I took a deep breath, turned on my turn-signal, made a gentle right turn off of Brice Street, and sedately left the neighborhood. I decided it was best to just buy myself a new pair of gloves. And a whole lot of Band-Aids.
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Got out for a ride with my wife and daughter today. I asked Jeannie what she wanted to do, she said a ride to DQ was all We enjoyed an ice cream then across the street to take in the local car cruise an hour there then a nice ride around the GM proving grounds, ending up at our son's home for pizza with the family. A great day
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Advance Auto Parts on E 82nd Street In Indianapolis = $9.99 Menards on E 96th Street in Indianapolis = $7.29 What a difference!!!
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Linda and I got here to Melbourne Austarlia a couple days ago and have hardly stopped. Dining is a real experience on Ligon street as there are 2 blocks on both sides of the street with sidewalk cafes. Decisions, decisions - the easiest way to decide is to look at their menu that's posted on the sidewalk or in their window is to and check out which beer or wine we want with our meal. The zoo, Melbourne Museum, Victoria Market - shoulda brought the bike when I see how much walking we're doing. None the less, we're having way too much fun
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I would love to build one of these for the street using a Venture Royale and Vmax engine! http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/Yamaha-R6-Turned-Into-Street-Quad-Must-SEE-R1-YFZ-450-RAPTOR-700-R-/270833791592?pt=US_motorcycles&hash=item3f0ef3b268#v4-39 Can this thing be street legal in your state?
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The economy is SO bad that I received a pre-declined credit card application in the mail; CEO's are now playing miniature golf; Exxon-Mobil laid off 25 Congressmen; Angelina Jolie adopted a child from America; Motel Six won't leave the light on anymore; a picture is now worth only 200 words; they renamed Wall Street "Wal-Mart Street", and lastly, when I called the Suicide Hotline, I got a call center in Pakistan. When I told them I was suicidal, they got all excited and asked if I could drive a truck. Now THAT'S bad!
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My rear brake system was not working so I removed the MC and replaced it with a spare that I received when I got the bike. Grabbed a can of Brake fluid of the shelf and bleed the breaks and walla I have rear front brakes now. This was all time consuming (started around 8:30 pm and finished about 12:30 am) but not real difficult. (By the way the Speed Bleeders work really well). This morning the bike would not start so I removed the TCI (it's relocated to be under the false tank) and put it into the oven on warm for 15 min. Re installed it and the bike started right up. So off to work I go. I'm lucky that my commute is only 10 miles. At the 8 to 9 mile mark the bike starts to bog down like it's under a heavy load so I shift down which help for about 10 seconds so I pull the clutch in to shift down again and the rear tire locks up...hard. I could not free it even with the engine. The cage behind me was a little close but they never hit me. I did the best I could to get the bike out of the street but I only got it out of the main traffic pattern. Luckily it was just a busy residential street. I turned the flashers on got off the bike and tried to assess the problem. (The engine is off by now). Well I figured that I did something wrong When doing the brakes last night so I checked the rear brakes (I hadn't put the panels back on just in case I had to get back into there) and sure enough the MC plunger would not move. I stood around for 10 to 15 min trying to figure out what to do. I finally went to the house that I was stopped in front of and asked to barrow their hose to cool down the brakes. So here I am practically out in the middle of the street looking like I’m washing my bike with the flashers going I'm sure people passing by thought I was insane. Well the water cooled the brakes down enough that I was able to get the bike out of the street. I was not able to get the bike to start because the flashers wore the battery down. Well if you have not guessed by now the lesson I learned is to NOT use old open brake fluid!!! I'm lucky that it didn't lock up on me while I was on the highway. So I walked the remaining mile and a half to work stopping at the auto parts store along the way and got everything I would need to bleed the brakes at lunch when I go retrieve the bike. By the way the whole time I was out in the street not one person offered to help or even asked what I was doing. Although no one on a bike came by.
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we have a new dealer in the area, off I64 Farmers exit near Morehead Ky. seem to be a good place with reliable people running it, a nice supply of street bikes and 4 wheelers and a well stocked parts dept. I'll give them a try as i would like to keep them around :cool10: caverun motorsports
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I am bikeless for now - but I have something to keep me busy! I went to look at a rusty old 50 Ford F1 and bought this instead! It was restored 10 years ago but is pretty much stock. The guy bought another one to street rod and took the interior and good chrome off this one. So, I'm looking for 53 Mercury parts! Runs great and is going to be fun!!!
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Yep, another "wave" thread. I've been riding since the only choices were Harley Davidson, Indian, Cushman, or Schwinn. Didn't always own one all that time, but have had one or more for around 50 years now. Street, off road, quads, three wheelers, dirt bikes, drag racing (1/4 mile street modified 119 mph, 11.7 secs. back in the early 70's). I have ridden lots of different brand names, most of the years the major ride was Yamaha. Harley in middle 60's, but also BMW in the 60's and again in the 70's. GL 1000 early Gold Wing, '79 XS1100 got traded for a '84 Venture Royale new off the show room floor rode it until 2004, just to name a few. Never knew I was obligated to wave. SO WHAT? most of you are asking. Some of you have more experience than I, some a lot less. Let me tell you, folks, it's about the riding that pleases you, not what seems to be proper in someone else's eyes. Why do some of you think it's an obligation to wave? We all enjoy riding, and for a wide variety of reasons. Some are strictly in town cruisers, some canyon carvers, some cross country high mileage fanatics. Do I have to wave because you think it's a sign of comraderie? I don't see Dodge Charger drivers waving, or Mustang drivers. I'm sure some of them do, but it's not an obligation. If you are feeling friendly and aren't too busy driving, and want to wave, for cryin' out loud, wave! But there may be times when it is not easy or convenient to wave, so don't! I just don't think anyone should be judged innocent or guilty of proper motorcycle protocol by the act of waving or not waving. It's about the journey. How's this for wasting time on Sunday morning?:2cents: (I doubled up because this looks like about 4 cents worth)
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I just made reservations at The Oberlin Inn for Friday Night. I figured I would try them again. I liked the over hang for parking the bikes. The price is $89.95 for the Venturerider group. The same as it was in 2009. It will be here before we know it. In case you want to know. Oberlin Inn 7 North Main Street Oberlin Ohio 44074 1-800-376-4173
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Bubber and his lovely Missus had spent their entire lives living in North Branch, MN, and Bubber was tired to the winter snow and cold weather. So, after much thought and discussion they decide to move south to Minneapolis. Well, they picked the wrong winter to move south. The other morning they are up having their morning coffee when the radio announces the emergency snow route advisement. All vehicles are to be parked on the even side of the street to allow the snow plows to clear the streets. Being the good citizen that he is, Bubber gets bundled up and goes out to park his car on the even side of the street. It snows all night, and the next morning the radio announces that all vehicles are to be parked on the odd side of the street. So, Bubber heads out and parks his car on the odd side of the street. A few days later, they are again listening to the radio when the announcer starts to tell folks which side of the street they need to park on. Unfortunately, the power goes out before the announcer can tell them which side of the street to park on. Now Bubber is really confused and asks the Missus what she thinks he should do. She thinks about this for a few minutes. Then she reaches over, pats Bubber on the hand and says, "Honey, why don't you just leave the car in the garage today?"
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As the lawyer slowly came out of the anesthesia after surgery, he said, "Why are all the blinds drawn, doctor?" "There's a big fire across the street," the doctor replied. "We didn't want you to think the operation was a failure."
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The new 2012 Super Tenere http://www.yamaha-motor.com/sport/products/modelhome/651/0/home.aspx 1200cc parallel twin, 6 speed transmission, ABS, linked brakes, adjustable seat height, shaft driven. The new 2012 FZ8 800cc midsized naked street bruiser. http://www.yamaha-motor.com/sport/products/modelhome/652/0/home.aspx The new 2011 Stryker http://www.starmotorcycles.com/star/products/modelhome/653/0/home.aspx Another "factory custom" bike, 1300cc stretched and raked. Little brother to the Raider
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I'm posting this in the watering hole rather than the RSTD tech section because I think it has wider appeal. But, you mods can move it if you want. I bought the Canadian Cruiser Customizing HID lamp that is all the rage. I went over to Cupcake's/Squidley's this morning and he installed it while I lamely assisted and Jus Monkeyin Around provided moral support. They are ace, by the way. I'll post install photos tomorrow after some shuteye. Last night I took some "before" photos of Roxie wearing the Sylvania Silver Star Ultra headlamp. Tonight I took some "after" photos for comparison. My first shot is from the house looking down the street. For these shots, the top photo is of the Sylvania, the bottom is the HID. You can clearly see that the HID is white, while the Sylvania is yellow. Interestingly though, the Sylvania is lighting up the Stop Sign at the end of the street, while the HID is not. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4741266254_bd0efa6d96_o.jpg After that shot, I went to the end of the street and my better half took a low beam shot then a high beam shot. I should mention that all the shots in this series use the same settings, which were right for the first photo (f/4, 1" exposure, ISO 400). On low beam, the HID is clearly brighter. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4740631365_34785ce898_o.jpg Then I flipped on high beam. Check it out: the Sylvania is kickin' HID tail. Or so it seems. To me, I think the HID is maintaining a very tight focus, while the Sylvania is giving out greater intensity AND spill. So the Sylvania seems to be whuppin' up on the HID. But the center of the HID is completely burned out in the photo, like it was getting smashed by a laser. There are serious photons hitting the camera. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4740631765_a91c0530a5_o.jpg Next, my wife decided to snap a shot as I drove up. I'm glad she did, because you can compare the light blob. You can also see how the HID is making the street light up from reflected light. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4740632603_3ee425bcbf_o.jpg I pulled the bike next to the camera, and shone on the garage. First low, then high beams. It looks to me like the HID on low beam is very similar to the Sylvania on high. When the HID is on high, you can see that the gutter is very over exposed. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4741268474_eb45db8586_o.jpg http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4741268940_4b6216b907_o.jpg So what are my conclusions? First, although it is claimed to not be the case, I think the HID is aimed higher than the Sylvania. I understand it should be a simple switch out, but it just seems to me that the HID is aimed too high, especially on high beam. My office has a nice location in the garage where I can aim lights, and the next time I ride to work I will do that. Secondly, the Sylvania Silver Star Ultra is a superb light. I've had riders that I follow comment on how bright that bulb is. I especially like the enhanced spill I get on high beam. I almost don't need my passing lamps to spot deer. Almost. If you don't want to make the jump to HID, I can easily recommend this light. Lastly, the HID is very very bright. The photos don't show it, really. You can see that on some of the photos, there is a white haze... which I believe is overloaded sensors. The lamp is very tightly focused, which makes it hard to capture the brilliance. My wife told me when we went inside five minutes after I drove up the street that she was still seeing spots from the HID. She thinks it is too bright. I'll let you judge. I'm also interested in your comments. Dave
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My first trip to Sturgis was fun. It was also very warm. Mid to upper 90's made downtown Sturgis a blast furnace. I heard that the estimate for Sturgis was 800,000 people because of the 70th anniversary, and I'd believe it. If you rode down main or Lazelle street it would take over an hour to go 5 blocks. On tuesday it was so hot guys were shutting the bikes off and pushing them down the street. I didnt carry a camera with me and trying to take pics riding solo is kinda difficult, but i managed a few pics with my cell phone camera. The last pic is the Missouri river crossing at Gettysburg SD.
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The genius of German engineering. Very impressive! But, just remember what your parents taught you about looking both ways when crossing a street. Check this link out, English captions included .. http://biertijd.com/mediaplayer/?itemid=21816
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Hi all, I would like to know if there is an international tyre dealer site that ships to italy where I can buy cheap tyres for street motorbyke or retread tyres for off-road training. Thank you for your suggestions.
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I got a letter from my insurance company today asking me the value of my 89 VR. Mine is in what I consider excellent condition with 21,800 miles. The only option on it is the lighted chrome rear bumper. I put on a rivco oil filter adapter, cable upgrade and braided ss brake lines. Kelly Blue book lists it at $3495 and NADA list it at $4125. I carry full coverage on it. Apparently the insurance company, Foremost considers it a classic if it has under $500. in accessories. I have the option of keeping street or classic insurance. My questions are should I value it at the higher value and is classic insurance cheaper than street insurance? Insurance has cost me $300. a year in the past. Thanks Dave
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Amazing...I think I'll wait a couple of years until the street version comes out! Talk about becoming more lazy? http://www.youtube.com:80/watch_popup?v=cuIJRsAuCHQ
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Standby for rant! Sat night - 9:PM - driving on a two lane road with center lines - going from a portion with street light to no street lights when out of the bushes along side the road jumps a man (and I use that term loosely right now). I swerve to miss him as my first thought was he was trying to know me off the bike as something fun to do on Sat night. I gathered the bike up, after missing the oncoming cars and pulled into the next road available to get my cell phone and call 911. Yes I was angry. The idiot could have caused me to go down or hit another car head on. As I sat there I could see him with the back light of the street lights right at the edge of the bushes again. This time he runs out in front of a car. Obviously a game of chicken for him. That car looses it and spins around but no harm. The driver of this car continued until she saw me and pulled over. 17 year old girls scared out of her mind. She decides to go back home and talk with her dad. As I look back up two cars are coming and the first one goes left, misses, second one goes right but makes contact tearing his mirror and door hand off the drivers side. All of us ended up sitting on the next side street for the police to show up. While waiting (took over 20 mins) we saw the man go wobbling back up the road from the direction we had all come. I went to keep and eye on him until LEO's showed up. He staggered approx a mile and 1/4 before the police showed up. (another 15 min wait) The officer put him in his car, talked with some obvious friends and released him into their custody saying, "he just needs to sleep it off." Here is the bother..... I could have hit another car head on and been messed up or worse, That 17 yr old girl could have totally lost control and hit a pole or another car, and the three other cars involved could have had similar problems. The officer kinda laughed at the guy with the busted mirror and told him he would have to pay the deductible anyway. What is up with this picture. If I would have been in my suburban, I probably would have hit and killed him and where would I be today??? Am I over reacting or is this picture messed up?
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