My older brother wrote this about my father. My father owned a successful motorcycle dealership. It was, for a few years, the largest Yamaha dealer on the east coast and largest Triumph dealer in the US. He raced in the World Championships at Daytona several times.
Al, my a**hole father, had a lot of great ideas, just like me...
Instead of magic beans, he comes home with a Gas powered pogo stick.
Yes, I being the only Goldin who could pogo stick...
was chosen to be the stunt pilot. I jumped and jumped
but I was not heavy enough to trigger the piston in the engine.
No problem, Al just pushes my shoulders down real hard like a football jock,
and.... POW! the gas powered motor is triggered. I went as high as the telephone pole.
Then POW! again, and again. It was a fucking nightmare. I was flying higher and higher. I didn't know how to get off the thing.
So I did a skydive bail where you just crash. I was amazed to be alive, and still wonder about the motorized pogo stick.
I found one on EBAY. I'm not making this up!!!
(He's right. . . he's not making this up)
Interesting! Do you guys have any video footage?
I love stories like that......
more more!!
Judging from my big brother's description, the evidence was probably destroyed.
That's almost as funny as the boat story Justino, you should tell that one ;D ;D ;D ;D
I have a gas powered POGO stick ..... ;D
Sharon, Which boat story do you mean? PM me if you want to keep it a surprise!