torque:
on my bike i do the german method (

) I just make em goot en tight. then a little more. gotta be careful and think about what your torquing bolt your torquing and what your torquing with, drive size. I've sheared the head right off 8mm's like nothing with my 1/4 inch drive even. gotta be able to FEEL what your doing.
other peoples bikes, i look up the specs online and get out the torque wrench. i have the fly wrench kind not the clicky one. my old school mentor told me not to fuck with the clicky one, so i could see what im doing. im not trying to get sued cuz i didnt tighten someones bike up right when trying to help them out.
as far as wrecks...i dont know if theres enough space on the web for my list!
:LolLolLolLol:
4 times (not counting dirtbikes, cuz i couldnt count that if i tried)
1. Loopage: got my stunt 929 off my buddy for dirt cheap. fixed it up. changed sprockets. mtd dirtbike bars. put it on a trailer and went to the spot. started doing wheelies. . . had it in 2nd instead of 3rd...came up too quick...got scared and forgot about back brake, dropped my right foot off to balance. fall off bike and twist throttle on the way off...helping the bike to do a COMPLETE back flip in the air and land directly on the front end, snapping a fork completely in half (this video can be seen at
www.ridingunderinsanity.com in the videos section...adam crashes or something)
-no injuries to me...tuck and roll baby
-snapped a fork in half. snapped a tripple. broken lever. concrete stuck in my ignition. fucked up plastics got more fucked up. and PERFECTLY dented stunt tank went to complete shit.
2. sandbagged: going down a back road, more that double the limit.... blind left hander 3foot patch of sand on my side of the yellow line. didnt wanna go into oncoming lane b/c of blind turn. managed to get it up and around the patch but caught the right edge of the road which had some sand as well. adam, meet the highside. i was lucky enough to land in a pile of leaves, with a few trees to my right and a PILE OF ROCKS to my left. LUCK is not the word!
-no real injuries sustained. just hurt my pride.
-bike did a total once over so i successfully scratched every panel and broke a few. upper cracked in half. new cf windscreen got all fucked up. etc.
2. Loopage pt.II: freshly 'fightered' (stripped b/c of prev. story) and ready to reak havoc. went on a street ride during the summer nationals with some stuntas and friends. turns out some kids can slow down wheelies better than I. 3 kids doing spreaders in front of me at like 30 - 35...me staggerd standup in 2nd (stock bike) balanced at about 45....need to slow down comes up quick. I leaned back to slow a bit more as stepping on the brake. turns out i was already all the way back. stuff my pipe and rear end into the pavement and repeat previous looping experience. TUCK AND ROLL. rolling in 4 lanes of traffic on a saturday night during the summer nationals...not a good idea. however the image of me rolling down the pavement with my bike doing syncronised cartwheels in front of me, must have looked pretty crazy. esp to the oncoming traffic i thought i was gonna get hit by.
-no real injuries. wacked the side of my knee pretty good tho.
-snapped tripple. another fucked up gastank. both rims TOTALLY FUCKED. new tires...gone to shit.
4. Distracted: I was doing my thing on the 600rr. (929 was unrideable b/c of loopage pt. II) im moving thru traffic in 4th taped on a 2 lane highway. merge onto the next highway move thru some cars, pass a bike. thinking nothing of it. actually thinking...hey my gas lights bliking, i better get off at the next exit. well, the sportbike i passed didnt like that i passed him apparently. so he comes flying up next to me to race or something but we're coming to traffic again so im think does he really wanna go? so i do the moves thru the cars and keep going leaving him behind a van...then realizing that van is coming up to the exit i wanted, so i could go get gas. NEED GAS NEXT EXIT IS FAR FAR! so i move over two lanes when im doing easy 100+ gettin hard on the brakes, rear ends gettin a little squirly but i let off and get back on. repeat. thinking im fine. standard procedure. well i forgot i was on THE BUMPIEST offramp on all of rt. 2. so i dont wanna commit to the turn b/c i dont want to highside again ( i already learned how fun that was). so at the last second when i slowed down all i could, i decided to go strait. jump the curb. land in the grass. try brakes. get squirly. feel bike gettin ready to flip. bail into the grass at last second. roll, again in sync, with the bike and land on the on ramp. in front of a limo. who then starts beeping at me. i stand up. throw my arms up to tell mr. limo to STFU for a sec. check myself out. look around for parts. check the bike. pick up my blinker. put it in my pocket. start bike. ride away.
-no real injury. might hit a rock in the dirt, but just bruised.
-blinker snapped off. Lpeg snapped off so i rode home wiht no peg trying to shift. cracks and damages to fairings.
okay. i'll shut up now. i learned last season that im actually, contrary to what i thought, NOT superman. so. i think i'll stay within my limits this year and keep my head to a size where it fits in my helmet. humility check. yep.
hahaa. good thread.