boostedf22
dis is why im not
Ahh man I cant express the bad luck I have had this weekend. So it all started on friday. I was leaving for the weekend to visit some family about 200 miles away. About Monday of last week I asked my g/f if she wanted to go but she had other things to do. I said ok, see you Sunday.
On friday about 6pm I am leaving to head to Roanoke w/ my daughter. I leave and get no more than a 1 1/2 hours away my g/f is texting me that she is lonely and misses me and is scared (blahblah blah). I told her she can drive up there, well that wasnt no good. I told her I would drop my daughter off at my mothers and come back to get her. She could at least drive half way and leave her car somewhere for the weekend, well that wasnt good enough. So my dumbass agreed to drive all the way back to Richmond to pick her up and go back to roanoke. Now on the way back to Richmond to pick up my girl, I run over a huge buck going 65mph. Ripped my front bumper off, bent my downpipe, knocked my exhaust loose, tore the shit out of my rear bumper. I was going down hill in a curve and had no time to react but to straddle it. Well geting back to Roanoke around 5am there wasnt a single motel, hotel, with in 25 miles that had vacancy. Finally found one for 85/night and check out was in 5 hours. So we crashed there and got out by 11am. Tired as shit, I spent the day w/ more driving and showing my girl around, also visiting my family.
After getting some dinner+some drinks. I say hey, we can go cruise Williamson Rd for a while. An hour later of riding and laughing at stock Hyundia's w/ the license plate w/ strtracr and stuff. So about an hour of killing a few tegs, focus, and cobalts. BAMMM!!!!! I wasnt paying attention and I hit the curb for the median. Instant flat tire. We pull over and well , the rim is messed up and tire is shot. Called the tow truck and taxi, got back to the parents house.
Next morning I got up early after another sleepless night, got the tire on and started packing up to get the hell out of Roanoke, well right before I leave, a dickhead cop pulls me for my muffler. Cuz its not stock. Not the fact that is was loud, but its not stock. And believe me you hear motor and turbo , not the exhaust. I take the ticket and make my smart ass remarks and make sure he hears the exhaust when I leave. OK, I am homebound, BAAMMMM I run over a Raccon that pops my rear right tire. SOB!!!!!! Once again stuck on the side of the road, flat tire. Luckly there was a service station near by that plugged the hole and remounted the tire and balanced it. Walked back to my car(1 mile away) carring a tire. I made it home and unpacked the car and now I am on the 7th beer !!! I havent been anywhere in about a year and jesus christ, after this trip I think it might be another year before the next one.
cliff notes
-drove for 11 hours friday night
-ran over huge buck
-hit the curb= flat tire+bent rim
-another flat from a raccon
-got a ticket from another power hungry pig
-didnt enjoy my weekend get away
On friday about 6pm I am leaving to head to Roanoke w/ my daughter. I leave and get no more than a 1 1/2 hours away my g/f is texting me that she is lonely and misses me and is scared (blahblah blah). I told her she can drive up there, well that wasnt no good. I told her I would drop my daughter off at my mothers and come back to get her. She could at least drive half way and leave her car somewhere for the weekend, well that wasnt good enough. So my dumbass agreed to drive all the way back to Richmond to pick her up and go back to roanoke. Now on the way back to Richmond to pick up my girl, I run over a huge buck going 65mph. Ripped my front bumper off, bent my downpipe, knocked my exhaust loose, tore the shit out of my rear bumper. I was going down hill in a curve and had no time to react but to straddle it. Well geting back to Roanoke around 5am there wasnt a single motel, hotel, with in 25 miles that had vacancy. Finally found one for 85/night and check out was in 5 hours. So we crashed there and got out by 11am. Tired as shit, I spent the day w/ more driving and showing my girl around, also visiting my family.
After getting some dinner+some drinks. I say hey, we can go cruise Williamson Rd for a while. An hour later of riding and laughing at stock Hyundia's w/ the license plate w/ strtracr and stuff. So about an hour of killing a few tegs, focus, and cobalts. BAMMM!!!!! I wasnt paying attention and I hit the curb for the median. Instant flat tire. We pull over and well , the rim is messed up and tire is shot. Called the tow truck and taxi, got back to the parents house.
Next morning I got up early after another sleepless night, got the tire on and started packing up to get the hell out of Roanoke, well right before I leave, a dickhead cop pulls me for my muffler. Cuz its not stock. Not the fact that is was loud, but its not stock. And believe me you hear motor and turbo , not the exhaust. I take the ticket and make my smart ass remarks and make sure he hears the exhaust when I leave. OK, I am homebound, BAAMMMM I run over a Raccon that pops my rear right tire. SOB!!!!!! Once again stuck on the side of the road, flat tire. Luckly there was a service station near by that plugged the hole and remounted the tire and balanced it. Walked back to my car(1 mile away) carring a tire. I made it home and unpacked the car and now I am on the 7th beer !!! I havent been anywhere in about a year and jesus christ, after this trip I think it might be another year before the next one.
cliff notes
-drove for 11 hours friday night
-ran over huge buck
-hit the curb= flat tire+bent rim
-another flat from a raccon
-got a ticket from another power hungry pig
-didnt enjoy my weekend get away
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