[northsidegz]

I owned an 82 Suzuki GS450 that somebody had converted to a bobber. I was a newbie rider and was having problems with it dying before even riding it (hadn't taken my basic training course yet either). One day, I finally got the dang thing started by ripping on the throttle as soon as I turned the key to start it. The bike proceeded to take me (yes, "take", mind you because at this point I have no control of this machine) straight up on the neighbors yard for about 50 feet, practically to their front door to which I swerved to my left with my legs flailing all over the place and back onto the road.

My wife, who witnessed the beautiful take off, has not let me forget about it yet.