The Karma Bank

[The General]

I think my account is with Lehman Brothers!   

[Pat Conlon]

Well said Mark and Fred...

We are ambassadors.

When we help other bikers, they may not remember our names, but they *always* remember our bikes.
The young rider thinking to himself "that guy on the FJ was cool..."

It's good to share stories about helping other folks
1) it sets an example
2) it teaches us a lesson (e.g. always carry a flat kit)
3) it makes us feel good

We've had enough negative bullshit on this forum lately, that I find Hooli and Fred's story refreshing.

[Firehawk068]

I fully agree!
I don't believe Hooligan's thought to post up his good deed constitutes bragging in any way...................and shouldn't be construed as such....

He felt good about selflessly helping someone else, and wanted to share the good vibes with the group 

I would probably do the same.........Not to get any sort of recognition out of it, but merely to remind people that good deeds do exist........
I'm sure we could all use more positive energy in our lives.........................Some, more than others it seems.........

[The General]

A little deposit from me today.  I took my Pig for a ride.



Also took my drinks bitch!



A few mates were there.




200klm ride that raised over $7000 dollars for Breast cancer Care......

Felt Good, Had Fun.     

[giantkiller]

Here's a  story. I had just got my 86 running. And rode down to the ECFR. Had some problems and had lots of help from everyone at the rally.

On the way home. In Kentucky I stopped for gas. Existing the station I had to stop at the top of a steep incline for traffic. Put my foot down next thing I know I'm doing the splits with my bike laying over under me. Let it down as soft as I could. (Scratched my brand new givi case)
Got bike back up in a flash. Started right up. But was only running on a couple of cylinders. ( hind sight I think that it was a couple of stuck floats) rode it over the overpass thinking it might clear up, didn't. Pulled into auto zone under the light and started taking it apart. Crap they were closing. Out walk the employees. And one walks over to an 86 Fj just like mine (I didn't see it cause I was trying to figure out what was wrong with mine) The guy looks over and laughs starts his bike and rides off.

I can't figure it out but keep trying. Then a family that was eating at long John silvers. Comes over to help. Drive five miles and back to get the tools they have. I finally gave up. They said I could sleep on their clutch. I didn't want to leave my bike 5miles away. Turns out there are motels a block away, and a block in the other direction,is a small bike shop. They tell me. I rode my sputtering bike to the motel. Got up in the morning and bike ran fine.

Family of cagers spent several hours trying to help me out. Fellow fjer just laughed at me and rode away.
Even if I couldn't help out I still would have come over to see what's up.

[motohorseman]

Here's a  story. I had just got my 86 running. And rode down to the ECFR. Had some problems and had lots of help from everyone at the rally.

On the way home. In Kentucky I stopped for gas. Existing the station I had to stop at the top of a steep incline for traffic. Put my foot down next thing I know I'm doing the splits with my bike laying over under me. Let it down as soft as I could. (Scratched my brand new givi case)
Got bike back up in a flash. Started right up. But was only running on a couple of cylinders. ( hind sight I think that it was a couple of stuck floats) rode it over the overpass thinking it might clear up, didn't. Pulled into auto zone under the light and started taking it apart. Crap they were closing. Out walk the employees. And one walks over to an 86 Fj just like mine (I didn't see it cause I was trying to figure out what was wrong with mine) The guy looks over and laughs starts his bike and rides off.

I can't figure it out but keep trying. Then a family that was eating at long John silvers. Comes over to help. Drive five miles and back to get the tools they have. I finally gave up. They said I could sleep on their clutch. I didn't want to leave my bike 5miles away. Turns out there are motels a block away, and a block in the other direction,is a small bike shop. They tell me. I rode my sputtering bike to the motel. Got up in the morning and bike ran fine.

Family of cagers spent several hours trying to help me out. Fellow fjer just laughed at me and rode away.
Even if I couldn't help out I still would have come over to see what's up.

One of the most painful lessons some of us learn far too late in life is that there are people in this world that we truly can not relate with at all.

And it's not worth much time or effort trying too, can't change them.

Rather than focus on that, think about how much better Captain D's fish is over Long John Silvers.

I'm hungry now.

[giantkiller]

Yah just amazed me how great the family was. They were all dressed up. Grandparents, Mom, Dad, kids. Weren't very mechanically inclined. But they stayed there just in case they could help. Really cool.

[Bones]

Family of cagers spent several hours trying to help me out. Fellow fjer just laughed at me and rode away.
Even if I couldn't help out I still would have come over to see what's up.
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His day will come when he's broken down somewhere and no one will stop to help.