PHATDAD

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Since breaking my foot last summer I have not been on my R3 but I have been using it to tell me when my truck is all the way in the garage. I drive forward until my bumper hits the front tire of my rocket. When I see the bike bounce I then back up two inches leaving enough room for the door to close. 15k well spent, no?
 
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Noooooooo....

NOT money well spent...would you rather...just a suggestion...hang a tennis ball by a string from the ceiling so it touches the windshield when you have reached the parking spot....or maybe paint a line on the floor....geeez...If you ever want to be "one" with your bike again..might I suggest you respect her some now?:confused:

Although...there are those guys who like it rough when they mount up....:D...S.B.

P.S. How is your foot doing? Did your bike break it?
 
My wife would do something similar. She would pull forward until she contacted the stairs leading into the house. The problem was that she eventually cracked the radiator. That's when I found out about her parking method. :mad:
 
so, is your foot still not healed enough to ride your bike? what's going on? why not on it?
anyway, take an empty paint can or empty bucket and fill it w/ cement and put a long broom handle or something sticking straight up out of it. when you hit it, you stop.
bumpin your friggin bike to tell you when to stop....geeze how dumb
 
Two feet of snow and fractured ribs are now keeping me from riding. Perhaps I will accidentally step on the gas instead of the brake and get the bike paid off more quickly.
 
ahhh, I see 2 feet of snow might stop me as well....
how'd you get the fractured ribs?
Please don't destroy your bike... spring'll be here soon...
 
Hell I like the idea of using it as a backstop!!!:D This way your utilizing it year round!
Brilliant! Not to mention its much more fun and challenging then say a painted line or as you put it "fuzzy ball in your face"!!:eek:



mutt
 
Since fuzzy balls don't appeal to you, how about a little hard pink one?
Remember those paddles with the rubber band and ball we had as kids?
I'll bet you could lace some fishing line through one of those and get a good neighbor to hang it for you.
 
I broke my foot last year and got my ribs cracked last month subduing and restraining out of control and violent psychiatric patients at the asylum that I work at. It's a tough racket but it pays the bills.
 
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