ok so I was out yesterday ridin with my brother. We were rollin along at a pretty good clip and came around a corner into a straight away where we could do a little competeing. I was out ahead and I heard a loud pop and his bike stop running. In my head I thought back fire and his motor sh*t out. However when I looked back I saw my brother in the air and his bike right behind him. He landed on his head and the bike landed sideways right behind him on his left leg. So I went running back and ask him if he was alright he said he didnt know which freaked me out. But it turned out he was ok. The warrior did not fair so well. He had bent the axle so that the right rear tire damn near hit the heel guard and had a huge slice in his maxxis tire. So WTF happend. There was a small patch of high grass about twenty feet behind where he finally came to a stop. Contained within the grass was a freakin cast iron tub. He broke a bigazz peice off of the tub. Well that was the last thing you would expect to see in the middle of nowhere but there it was. He has another axle and more tires but not razars so that sux but he is alright and the bike is almost back to good as new.
