1. At 15 I tried to start my 250 Triumph Trailblazer, so putting all my weight into it, and found that it was still in gear. The bike popped up out from underneath me straight into my sisters white Acadian. I promptly tried to wipe as much of the black tire marks from the front quarter panel, jumped on the bike, got it started and took off. No one was the wiser but I was very red-faced.
2. On the same bike I was racing through a freshly ploughed field, my brother up ahead on his 80cc yamaha. To scare him I planned on coming up behind really fast and pass him close. He heard me coming and turned his head, hit a rut, flew off his bike right in front of me. I swerved and barely missed him but ran square over his bike. I could of killed the kid. (his bike was fine)