Well, I was cleaning my spokes when I went to roll the bike a WEE LIL BIT. Sitting on the floor in the garage i was thinking HOW can i move this bike without getting up. Well I tugged a lil and it moved. Little did I realize that my HAND was still on the spokes right behind the lower. A mighty pull i did. My hand got caught between the spokes and the lower and startled the shit outta me. Well I kicked out with my leg and happened to hit the 800 classic. Over it went onto my Explorer. I put my leg on the tire of the 800 so it would not slide all the way down. There I sit, hand stuck in the spokes, yelling bloody murder and cussing like a sailor (that hurt like a bitch), with my 800 leaning on my Explorer and my leg keeping it from falling all the way over. I COULDN'T MOVE. About that time my neighbor came running over. He took one look at my predicament and started to laugh his ass off. Then he called his wife over to 'Come take a look'!! I told him "when I get up, you are a dead man". Wrong thing to say in my situation. He scootched the bike back a wee bit so it didnt hurt so bad but I still could not get it out, walked into my house, got a ICE COLD BEER out of my refigerator, came out STILL laughing and promply drank it. He then lifted my 800 up (no damage to 800 and a scratch on the door of explorer), got to the tail end of the 1500 and pulled it enough for me to get my hand out. Then the son-of-a-bitch ran home !! Im still gonna kill the bastard !! LOL

How embarassing was that? Hurt my hand and pride more than anything else !!

Thats my story and Im sticking to it !!!!