Originally Posted by ZT3dster
Led them on a merry chase and they ended up getting their cars buried halfway up their doors in mud. I led them down an old logging trail which was flooded. The logging skidders have wheels 6 feet tall and drove ruts in the mud almost 3 feet deep, but the center had no ruts with only an inch of water covering. I purposely led them there, knowing they would blindly follow me. I went through. The first one bottomed out and the other two piled up behind him. I was laughing so hard I spilled at the end of the slick. They coouldnt open their doors and had to climb out their windows. They kept sliding off the center and falling in 2 1/2 feet of water and mud.
I could not stop laughing and was laughing so hard I could not muster enough force to kick start the bike. When they finally reached me I was hysterical and calling them stupid ****s for following me.
Needless to say, they didn't take too kindly to that. But it was funny as hell.
Any streetcrime happen while you were tarding around like that?