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#1
06-13-2004, 06:53 PM
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wheelie lights
do any of you guys have or know someone with a wheelie light?
I first saw them on a dvd from the US called Las Vegas Extremes and since i had a gixer like the ones in the dvd, i had to make one. I haven't seen anyone with them down here so i was curious to know if they are popular in the states? Does any one want one because i can help with the schematics?
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#2
06-13-2004, 11:20 PM
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Call me a dumb ass but what exactly is a wheelie light? Just a light up under the front wheel well or something that shows when you do a wheelie or what? Thanks...
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#3
06-14-2004, 01:55 AM
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Re: wheelie lights
They are lights that shine down when you are riding, so when you wheelie they point in the direction you are going to give you light. Retarded if you ask me, and I know a guy who has them.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained.
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#4
06-16-2004, 01:08 AM
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please explain why it is retarded
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#5
06-16-2004, 01:34 PM
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Re: wheelie lights
Quote:
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Like a boy - but BETTER! 2005 Subaru Forester 2.5X 1997 Honda Civic EX Coupe Inform yourself: AF User Guidelines
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#6
06-18-2004, 01:51 PM
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ok point accepted BUT thats like saying that i have a bike capable 185mph so i do it. Just because its a light doesn't mean its only affective at night and just because its position is optimal for upright vision doesn't limit it to one purpose.
Imagine really shitty weather, on dusk, raining just slightly and you have a 'halo' effect around the bike. Your bike becomes more visible to side traffic as well as other directions. I prefer to be seen than not. question still stands for r1's reply
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#7
06-18-2004, 03:57 PM
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Re: wheelie lights
Hun, you ain't gonna be seen in the rain no matter what you do to your bike. Hell, I can't even be seen when it's bright f*ckin daylight on the scoot!!
As for R1's reply... I'm qualified to speak for him. 
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#8
06-18-2004, 04:11 PM
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dont take this the wrong way as i'm not being rude but how are you qualified to answer for him?
a comment has been made against my preference for the light and i'm looking for a response with some thought on pros and cons not just a basic insult with no backup
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#9
06-20-2004, 09:08 PM
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Re: wheelie lights
she is qualified to speak for me.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained.
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06-23-2004, 01:01 AM
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 ok Kiddies tangie/r1. reply still required  ps i love smilies    pps notice i finally figured out a way to have a pic of my ride. see the glow in front of the rear tyre. thats a wheelie light kiddies 
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#11
06-23-2004, 01:49 AM
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Re: wheelie lights
We need these wheelie lights on bikes so that other motorists can see where the bike is when the biker is flying over the windshield of their car upon impact.
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