How to ride Bitch

[BluesBelly]

And here we go kids: How to ride Bitch. Should lay to rest speculation and unease.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-ZsVF6ZjuU&sns=em

Ride HARD but safe,

Blues

 

[Rev]

Huahuahua... I remember once my dear friend ran out of gas and I had to hike him... I started to mock him on this and he said that in SoA series they never stop to get fuel. SoA : ruining Biker wannabes since 2008!

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[luvtoride]

I never did it... and after seeing that video, I'll never do it. LOL.

 

[OldMike]

The other video right there is better, "HOW TO RIDE BITCHES"

 

[BluesBelly]

The other video right there is better, "HOW TO RIDE BITCHES"

Agree!!!

Blues

 

[Aviator5456]

Yea, I had to walk to my buddies house....about two miles.....when my battery died...he offered me a ride on his Victory Vision....I walked...

 

[Gunrunner72]

Friggin' hilarious! The "How to Ride Bitches" one is MUCH better.lol

 

[flhrci]

That's funny!

 

[RuknRole]

This guy clearly didn't watch the tutorial!

@ 0:45

 

[Aviator5456]

Three up...I like it....lol

 

[Bones]

I bought a new 1960 Cushman when I was 14 years old. I took a buddy of mine for a ride across St. Pete, Florida. The back of my bike had rails with a HUGE chrome exhaust pipe running down the side. We didn't have any cushion for him to sit on, so I rolled up my mothers bedspread and put it between the rear rails. Off we rode. We started across Lake Magorrie??? with no place to pull over, when he started screaming "PULL OVER"...... I looked back and flames were rolling from the back of the bike. The bedspread got against the pipe and caught on fire. Flames were wrapped around his leg. I had no way to stop. By the time we got across the lake, his jeans were scorched and so was my paint job. My ass was too when I got home and my mother saw what happened to her bedspread. That is the one and only time I rode "bitch." Must have been a warning. That is why they call it a "P" pad. Meoow.

 

[BluesBelly]

I bought a new 1960 Cushman when I was 14 years old. I took a buddy of mine for a ride across St. Pete, Florida. The back of my bike had rails with a HUGE chrome exhaust pipe running down the side. We didn't have any cushion for him to sit on, so I rolled up my mothers bedspread and put it between the rear rails. Off we rode. We started across Lake Magorrie??? with no place to pull over, when he started screaming "PULL OVER"...... I looked back and flames were rolling from the back of the bike. The bedspread got against the pipe and caught on fire. Flames were wrapped around his leg. I had no way to stop. By the time we got across the lake, his jeans were scorched and so was my paint job. My ass was too when I got home and my mother saw what happened to her bedspread. That is the one and only time I rode "bitch." Must have been a warning. That is why they call it a "P" pad. Meoow.

Great story Bones! LOL!
Loved those Cushman scooters. Worth a pretty penny in today's market. You could ride those babies about anywhere. Many of us older riders were broken in on a Cushman scooter!

Blues

 

[Bones]

It had a five gallon tank and gas was 19.9. I could fill up for a dollar and ride all week. I remember turning too quick and leaning too much, going to visit the Cushman dealer. He had just resurfaced his parking lot and it had just finished raining. He had a rail make of galvenized pipe around a drainage ditch in front of his business. As I came flying into his parking lot the wheels came out from under the bike. I slid on the right side into his galvenized pipe. The collision bent the heck out of his pipe rail, and bent my brake pedal at almost ninety degrees. The owner came running outside, checked that I was okay.....got two large pipe wrenches and bent my pedal back in shape, and hit it with some black spray paint. Off I went to terrorize another part of town. Those little bikes were built like tanks.