yamahammerrider
Active Member
This wednesday i got my raptor out of the shop and was looking foreward to riding it all weekend after a month of not riding. Thursday I decided to go over to a friends house and ride. So i get over there and start off to ride with him (hes riding a raceready honda 250r). So we start riding and the first thing he does is take me to his bigass hills, I'm talking steep-ass tall hills. I put the bitch in 2nd and take off spinning my stock tires and fly up the kills just like hes doing, I almost didnt make it up one. Keep in mind these hills r are hardpacked dirt (lucky for me....). So at this point when I almost didnt make it up I asked if we could ride on the trails, he says ok and where off. Well about 3-5 min in the trails we are at this big, long, loose dirt and leaf covered hill. He puts his in 3rd and rips up it slidding all around. I look at it and look back at my stock tires and say "god dammit I hope I dont fall." Once again I put it in 2nd and ripped up the hill, I was at the very top about 6 inches away from my front tires touching the top and my quad stops. At this point I figure im fucked up the ass now. I slam on my brakes but since for some reason my tires on my 5grand atv suck ass and slide back. So I'm sliding back going faster and faster and it starts to get cockeyed on me so I figured that if I dont want to be in the hospital from the quad falling on me I should jump off. While I'm rolling down the hill trying to get out of the quads way and not hit a tree at the same time, my atv is rolling down also (if it could say somthing it would probibly be calling me a basterd right about then). When me and the quad stop rolling, I get up disoriented and here my friend saying "OH ****" in that funny redneck vioce. I look at my quad which apperantly hit a tree on the seat and is on its side leaning against it, and I almost cry. This is my first quad I have own, first any nice thing I have owned, and I just fucked it up like all the people in the videos on the internet (I now know what they feel like). He looks at it while I'm on my knees letting it all sink in, and he says in a half-laugh "dude ur gonna hate my ass". I reluclently look up at him and say what did I **** up. Appearantly I bent my steering stem, the bracket that holds it, and I just about broke my left side light off. Well I start it up and thanked god that was all that was wrong with it, and limp it home getting off every once in awhile to pick the front end and turn it around a sharp turn. I take it home and tell my mom and she took it alot better than I thought. I took it apart yesterday and today and have fixed most of it. All I need to ride it is to get the steering stem bent sraight again, hopfully I can take it to a machine shop sometime diring the week. If I can get that bent back right all I have to buy is the left side light bracket and light housing. Well thats my story of mental anguish and disapointment. Also I got away with only 2 scratches. I guess instead of my atv getting lucky I did.