I'm so friggin tired of exhaust pipes. I've only gone through about 7 so far.
So here I am riding today even though it's cloudy and projected rain but it's only 50 outside so off I go. I check the "hour to hour" forecast and it calls for no rain other than 10% till 6pm.
Here I am out in town enjoying the ride and having a beer here and there just riding.
I head home and stop at a stoplight and while enjoying the sites and sounds I feel heat down on my right leg. Not unusual as all my pipes heat up my leg and has ruined every pair of Levi's I have including a ruined expensive pair of leather pants I wear in colder weather.
This time I look down and I'm on fire!!!! Holy Shit

I can't believe it. My pants lit up, flames shooting up my leg while at the traffic light with cars in front of me and behind me.
I jump up and start slapping my leg trying to put out the flames. My leg is starting to heat up. :angry:
The lights turn green and the jackazz behind me has the audacity to honk at me so he gets a sign of my frustration as I flip him off. :argue:
I'm smoking as the embers on my levi's smother out from me frantically slapping at them. :angry:
Holy Shit, I've been told before that I look hot but damn I don't want to be smoking hot. :loony:
One of these days I will find a pipe that will work for me in the mean time I continue to fight being "lit up"!!! :lol:
So here I am riding today even though it's cloudy and projected rain but it's only 50 outside so off I go. I check the "hour to hour" forecast and it calls for no rain other than 10% till 6pm.
Here I am out in town enjoying the ride and having a beer here and there just riding.
I head home and stop at a stoplight and while enjoying the sites and sounds I feel heat down on my right leg. Not unusual as all my pipes heat up my leg and has ruined every pair of Levi's I have including a ruined expensive pair of leather pants I wear in colder weather.
This time I look down and I'm on fire!!!! Holy Shit
I can't believe it. My pants lit up, flames shooting up my leg while at the traffic light with cars in front of me and behind me.
I jump up and start slapping my leg trying to put out the flames. My leg is starting to heat up. :angry:
The lights turn green and the jackazz behind me has the audacity to honk at me so he gets a sign of my frustration as I flip him off. :argue:
I'm smoking as the embers on my levi's smother out from me frantically slapping at them. :angry:
Holy Shit, I've been told before that I look hot but damn I don't want to be smoking hot. :loony:
One of these days I will find a pipe that will work for me in the mean time I continue to fight being "lit up"!!! :lol:


