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"Death Wobbles/tank slapper"
Had my first "death wobbles/tank slapper" on my 9 yesterday! I came up to a car that was sitting on 100kms/hr, which is fine for the road that we were travelling, but since he was blocking my view of the road ahead (and all of the dips and bumps that I was trying to avoid at the time), I decided to overtake him on the next straight section. When the straight overtaking section came, I looked down the straight... nothing coming... on the throttle up to about 120kms to casually go pass him... and out I go onto the other side of the road to go around him. As I said before, since the car in front of me (a large 4X4) was blocking a lot of my view, I didn't see the big hole in the road where the bitumen had sunken, until I moved out from behind the 4X4, and then the hole was right there, about 10 meters in front of me :yikes:. I couldn't have timed it any better if I WANTED to go into the hole! Before I knew it, my bum was in the air, and my bike had disappeared so far down the hole that I thought I would need a gold miners head lamp to find it again, and then all of a sudden, my gut was being compressed into a space that my heart and lungs were objecting too, and I was staring at my tacho, as my face was now only 2" away from it. Then I realised that my bike was acting like a down hill Slalom Skier at the winter Olympics, and my handlebars were going back and forth so fast that my arms were about to get ripped out of their sockets. Now coming to my senses and realising what was happening, I opened up the throttle to settle the bike down, and prayed that I still had enough time to get past the 4X4 and back onto the correct side of the road, before another cigar came over the top of the approaching hill to splat me like a giant bug on its windscreen! After yelling some choice words :cus: (into my helmet) about the people that are supposed to be maintaining the roads, I then thanked God for keeping me upright so that I could make it home again safely that night
ray:. If things had of gone differently, I wouldn't have known what happened until it was all over... hopefully it wouldn't have been ALL over!
Had my first "death wobbles/tank slapper" on my 9 yesterday! I came up to a car that was sitting on 100kms/hr, which is fine for the road that we were travelling, but since he was blocking my view of the road ahead (and all of the dips and bumps that I was trying to avoid at the time), I decided to overtake him on the next straight section. When the straight overtaking section came, I looked down the straight... nothing coming... on the throttle up to about 120kms to casually go pass him... and out I go onto the other side of the road to go around him. As I said before, since the car in front of me (a large 4X4) was blocking a lot of my view, I didn't see the big hole in the road where the bitumen had sunken, until I moved out from behind the 4X4, and then the hole was right there, about 10 meters in front of me :yikes:. I couldn't have timed it any better if I WANTED to go into the hole! Before I knew it, my bum was in the air, and my bike had disappeared so far down the hole that I thought I would need a gold miners head lamp to find it again, and then all of a sudden, my gut was being compressed into a space that my heart and lungs were objecting too, and I was staring at my tacho, as my face was now only 2" away from it. Then I realised that my bike was acting like a down hill Slalom Skier at the winter Olympics, and my handlebars were going back and forth so fast that my arms were about to get ripped out of their sockets. Now coming to my senses and realising what was happening, I opened up the throttle to settle the bike down, and prayed that I still had enough time to get past the 4X4 and back onto the correct side of the road, before another cigar came over the top of the approaching hill to splat me like a giant bug on its windscreen! After yelling some choice words :cus: (into my helmet) about the people that are supposed to be maintaining the roads, I then thanked God for keeping me upright so that I could make it home again safely that night
ray:. If things had of gone differently, I wouldn't have known what happened until it was all over... hopefully it wouldn't have been ALL over!
