attack from the Jota

Shooting from a moving vehicle sounds really risky, it helps to get good gun training early, as a kid but there are plenty who ignore it. There are simple rules that Cannot be broken. That fense one catches plenty. An uncle of mine was killed by gunshot back in the 1950s, ruled as a suicide. He worked on some blokes farm and apparently had more Cattle there than the farm owner, said cattle disappeared funnily enough. Makes you think.
 
My uncle died a similar way, but, shotgun under the chin, pulled the trigger and dead, dead.

My old publican, Trevor, did the same thing.

Stupid bastards, both of them.
 
I wish those who contemplate suicide would be a bit more considerate in how they go about it.
Attended a scene where a bloke surrounded his car with open jerry cans, placed a couple of BBQ gas bottles in the car with him and lit a match.
Not much left but the strange thing it takes the brain a few seconds to register what you are seeing.
 
I was tuning a 750, the bike made a strange, grating noise when idling. I suspected the starter freewheel, which, as you know, stands still with the engine running. I wanted to push the stationary sprocket away from the spinning freewheel, thinking it may be rubbing there. The moment I touched it, the engine stalled, kicking the crank and freewheel backwards, my finger was caught between schain and sprocket, didn't hurt at all... for about 15 seconds!
 
sfcpiet said:
I was tuning a 750, the bike made a strange, grating noise when idling. I suspected the starter freewheel, which, as you know, stands still with the engine running. I wanted to push the stationary sprocket away from the spinning freewheel, thinking it may be rubbing there. The moment I touched it, the engine stalled, kicking the crank and freewheel backwards, my finger was caught between schain and sprocket, didn't hurt at all... for about 15 seconds!
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Did you yell “fuck me” in German or English?
 
Laverdalothar said:
Friend of my brother wanted to grease his bikes chain. He thought to be smart by wrapping an old piece of cotton around his finger, dip the finger in grease and put it on top of the inner side of the chain wile the bike was on the center stand and first gear was moving the rear wheel.

A second later, he felt a slight pain in his finger and saw the cotton turning read... the cotton had moved between chain and chain wheel and cut his first finger segment off.

the part was so destroied that they could not sew it back on:rolleyes:
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ashamed to say I did exactly the same thing as a teenager, one of those things you look back on and wonder how an earth you could have thought it was a good idea! Luckily I can still count to 10 on my hands, I just caught the tip of the finger, lost the nail and needed 7 stitches but now it's fine unless you look closely and see the slightly deformed tip and nail. A lucky escape!
 
Yikes! reminds me of a friend. He cleaned the chain of his Suzi GT 550 with the engine running on the centerstand. Rag he used got caught in the back sprocket and took of an inch of his finger.....
 
Dellortoman said:
I used to work as a maintenance fitter in a paper mill. As you could imagine, paper mills are full of all sorts of machinery. One of the bigwig suits from the the head office was on the factory floor inspecting a new paper machine that had just been installed. He was a bit of a pompous prick, all puffed up with self importance. While the workshop foreman was explaining the workings of the new machine, Mr. Self-Importance leaned over to get a closer look into the workings. His tie got caught in the machine and started to pull him in. It must have been a good quality tie because for all his struggling he couldn't rip it away. He had a look of panic in his face as his chin got closer to the machine. Luckily it was a slowly rotating part of the machine and the foreman standing next to him just had enough time to take out his pocket knife, open it up and cut the bloke's tie off just below the knot, all without interrupting his technical monologue. Boss man was pulling back on his tie so hard that as soon as it was cut he fell backwards onto his arse on the wet floor (paper making involves a lot of water). While the now somewhat deflated boss man was still sitting in a puddle, the foreman was calmly putting his pocket knife away and said something like "I think you'd be better off if you stayed in the office". The pompous git got up and composed himself enough to make an excuse that he had to be somewhere else, then made a quick exit. We never saw him anywhere near the machinery again.
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As a kid I used to do tennis practice after school against a factory wall.
As sure as eggs is eggs I eventually knocked the ball onto the chevron shaped roof.
So I climbed up from the back of the factory, retrieved my ball and thought it would be much quicker to jump from the roof at the front.
I had my school uniform on, which I didn't want to mess up, so I hatched a plan to sit on a protruding gutter, jump off and spin around in mid-air and catch the gutter with my hand. I could hang for few seconds and then fall the remaining six foot or so onto the road.
This I did with amazing precision, unfortunately my school tie whipped upwards and when I grabbed the gutter I also grabbed the tie.
So the tie was shorter than my arm and I hung there strangling myself with the tie, before falling down.
I rushed home and saw mum in the kitchen, the knot on the tie was so tight that I could only squeak.
Mum had to prize the knot undone with a fork it was so tight and when the tension was finally released I had a great big red mark around my neck.
After that I took my tie off before I tried to hang myself again!!!!!
 
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T.C said:
Fuck Chris, that is nasty,bet that hurt.
Your going to have to elaborate.
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Got it caught in a machine we sell. Customer had removed the guard and I put my thumb in there while removing product.

Hand up.... dickhead #1

Hurt, yep, like hell, I drove to hospital saying Fungul bastoni.... nice nurse (out of 10, I’d give her one) brought me a sandwich after they decided not to knock me out.
 
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Back in the 70s, I had a girl friend on the back of the bike. She was wearing a lovely full length silk embroidered coat. Going through Hyde park and Kensington Gardens in London, the bike lurched and the girl probably screamed.
I stopped. All that was left of the coat was a sleeve with the girl still in it. The rest was around the rear sprocket.
We were both lucky.

Paul
 
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