I thought this might be funny. Ever go on one of those trips that seemed DOOMED from the start? I've been ridin alot of years now and I certainly can remember a few days that I would have rather been at work. I suppose the worst day was when I blew a corner, pounded a tree square on and broke my leg. Stone cold sober too..was snowin and dusk and I lost sight of everything when my buddies threw up the white cloud. A close second was the time I picked up this this big breasted gal at the bar and in my infinate wisdom decided to let her ride one of my sleds on the lake. I figured there was nothing to hit so what could it hurt? Turns out there was something to hit...ME!! she smashed two of my sleds in one fabulous blonde moment. Then..she SUED me for letting her ride my sled when she was not qualified!...not good. But the funniest day of trouble started out on a Sunday Group ride. Early on my buddies 87 plus locked up on the grade cause his oil pump quit working. He doubled up with my GF on my 87 Eltigre 6000. A short while later the tiger broke a crank. So he doubled with another buddy..my GF hopped on with me. My GF sucked at riding double and down the trail further we where flyin..she was flopping all over and I went wide in a corner and kissed some bark with my 89 wildcat. Cost me a side bumper and a new hood. A while later an 89 500 Indy broke the crank off at the clutch and it went right through the hood. Towards the end my other buddies 89 Mach 1 burned a hole in a piston. 5 out of 10 sleds bent or broken all on the same ride! To add insult to injury..when my buddy backed my trailer in my driveway..he jackknifed it bending the tongue AND he hit my Cutlass sitting in the driveway. To think .....even after all of that I still ride. Maybe this post belongs in the "how bad have you got it" posting? So how about it folks?...any other horror stories out there?