http://www.stimilon.com/mom/

Pit Bike (actual mini bikes) Racing under the dome, next Saturday! Well,
not really regular minibikes, some of these guys got old Honda QA fifty,
and Honda 70 motorcycles with 12 inch tires, going 50 and jumping 80 feet

Jess had her first official track day today in a while and it was just
incredible. One of her main rivals (a pro rider) was there with all of
her sponsors, and Jess stepped up, made her look like she didn't deserve
to be there. They hung out for a while after and I gotta' admit, this
girl was humbled and surprised at the same time...

I rode today, that's two days in a row for this guy. Throwing around a
280 pound bike around like a bowlegged, fat little piggie going to
slaugher... Rippin it good today, me and Jess did a couple laps together
for the first time in a while too, it was very cool... Quick trip to the
chiropractor, and another for some poweraid... And now it's time to go
clean some bikes and tell stories around the BBQ pit

So..why are you so afraid of a nice drive to Maine?
Can't get your chaperones to go with you?

On 9/30/2013 9:49 PM, True North wrote:
So..why are you so afraid of a nice drive to Maine?
Can't get your chaperones to go with you?


You said you wanted me, you have said several times you were gonna' come
here, I invited you, you accepted, I moved it closer, you pussed out..
again, nuff said.

On Monday, September 30, 2013 10:02:21 PM UTC-4, DonWhitePussedOut wrote:
On 9/30/2013 9:49 PM, True North wrote:

So..why are you so afraid of a nice drive to Maine?

Can't get your chaperones to go with you?





You said you wanted me, you have said several times you were gonna' come

here, I invited you, you accepted, I moved it closer, you pussed out..

again, nuff said.

Donnie wont come due to the lack of a Trim Gauge .

On 9/30/13 10:02 PM, DonWhitePussedOut wrote:
On 9/30/2013 9:49 PM, True North wrote:
So..why are you so afraid of a nice drive to Maine?
Can't get your chaperones to go with you?


You said you wanted me, you have said several times you were gonna' come
here, I invited you, you accepted, I moved it closer, you pussed out..
again, nuff said.


Only your enablers here want you, and only because they like to tweak
you so you're behave like...PsychoScotty.

As if I'd spend the time and gas to walk into his pathetic little trap.
I'd want him all by himself in an isolated area, where his little girlie cries would fall on deaf ears.
Actually, I'm afraid what I'd do to him...best that he stayed well clear of Beddington.

On 10/1/13 8:25 AM, True North wrote:
As if I'd spend the time and gas to walk into his pathetic little trap.
I'd want him all by himself in an isolated area, where his little girlie cries would fall on deaf ears.
Actually, I'm afraid what I'd do to him...best that he stayed well clear of Beddington.


No need to get your hands dirty when any 12-year-old girl can beat the
crap out of him.

On 10/1/2013 8:25 AM, True North wrote:
As if I'd spend the time and gas to walk into his pathetic little trap.
I'd want him all by himself in an isolated area, where his little girlie cries would fall on deaf ears.
Actually, I'm afraid what I'd do to him...best that he stayed well clear of Beddington.


I gave you a public parking lot and area where we could meet up. You
would be safe with 150 haulers and families around in a pay to enter,
secured race lot... that is until *you* got the balls to head out behind
the track, one on one....

You said you wanted to meet, I gave you a place, you agreed, I made it
closer for you cause you were bitching, and your pussed out, period...


Either way, we know now you are afraid, and with good reason to meet up
with me, so maybe it's time to stop embarrassing yourself by threatening
to do something we all know you won't and can't do.... LOL!

On Tuesday, October 1, 2013 8:25:51 AM UTC-4, True North wrote:
As if I'd spend the time and gas to walk into his pathetic little trap.

I'd want him all by himself in an isolated area, where his little girlie cries would fall on deaf ears.

Actually, I'm afraid what I'd do to him...best that he stayed well clear of Beddington.

You'd **** down your leg...what else?

True North wrote:
As if I'd spend the time and gas to walk into his pathetic little trap.
I'd want him all by himself in an isolated area, where his little girlie cries would fall on deaf ears.
Actually, I'm afraid what I'd do to him...best that he stayed well clear of Beddington.
Are you reliving a scene from Deliverance in your head, psycho?