01dynaglide
Junior Member
I grew up working at the family gas station. I was about 12 y/o and a guy wearing colors and riding a 70's custom chopper rolls in. Tells me he wants to pump his own gas, I say no I have to pump it. He says "spill any on my bike and I am going to knock you on your fourth point of contact". I got nervous and spilt fuel everywhere; tank, pipes, engine, ......
I bet you about messed in you pants. So how did it turn out?