A couple years ago, we had a downstairs apartment neighbor with a fast and very loud motorcycle, that he would literally park inside his apartment, and he’d make a point to rev it up right when he returned or left from his front door…
I confronted him, from a slight distance from our front balcony (he stayed on ground level). Anyways, I kinda lied to him, but not very rude, but I firmly spoke…
“Sir, we’d appreciate if you wouldn’t rev your motorcycle up like that, it’s scaring our dog.”
That motherfucker had the nerve to threaten me, but I stood behind my words, with witnesses around no less. The lie, for whatever reason, the sound actually didn’t scare our dog, but that was my lie, and I was sticking to it.
Well guess what? Within less than a month, apparently one of the other neighbors had that asshole evicted… 👍
I’ll never understand this. Motorcycles are fantastic vehicles (fossil fuel issues aside) – they’re agile, fast, and exhilarating. But none of that enjoyment comes from the noise they make; removing your muffler is purely a selfish, “look at me!” exercise.
There’s a saying in the motorcycle community: “loud pipes save lives”. In other words, cars only notice motorcycles when they can hear them.
Personally, I think that was often used as an excuse for having an obnoxiously loud motorcycle. But, I’ve also seen first-hand how oblivious drivers are. I think Harleys are stupid. They’re a way to get middle-aged dentists to part with their money and to make them feel bad-ass. But, I think that annoying sound does mean that they get noticed, which probably helps keep them alive. I’m convinced that there are riders who have died on electric motorcycles because a car turned into them because the driver never looked to see if there was anything there.
Easily the assholes on motorbikes who go out of their way to be as noisy as possible and cause a whole row of houses to vibrate tangibly.
At my last place I used to wake up 2-3 times a night from this.
Oof, phuck!
A couple years ago, we had a downstairs apartment neighbor with a fast and very loud motorcycle, that he would literally park inside his apartment, and he’d make a point to rev it up right when he returned or left from his front door…
I confronted him, from a slight distance from our front balcony (he stayed on ground level). Anyways, I kinda lied to him, but not very rude, but I firmly spoke…
“Sir, we’d appreciate if you wouldn’t rev your motorcycle up like that, it’s scaring our dog.”
That motherfucker had the nerve to threaten me, but I stood behind my words, with witnesses around no less. The lie, for whatever reason, the sound actually didn’t scare our dog, but that was my lie, and I was sticking to it.
Well guess what? Within less than a month, apparently one of the other neighbors had that asshole evicted… 👍
I’ll never understand this. Motorcycles are fantastic vehicles (fossil fuel issues aside) – they’re agile, fast, and exhilarating. But none of that enjoyment comes from the noise they make; removing your muffler is purely a selfish, “look at me!” exercise.
There’s a saying in the motorcycle community: “loud pipes save lives”. In other words, cars only notice motorcycles when they can hear them.
Personally, I think that was often used as an excuse for having an obnoxiously loud motorcycle. But, I’ve also seen first-hand how oblivious drivers are. I think Harleys are stupid. They’re a way to get middle-aged dentists to part with their money and to make them feel bad-ass. But, I think that annoying sound does mean that they get noticed, which probably helps keep them alive. I’m convinced that there are riders who have died on electric motorcycles because a car turned into them because the driver never looked to see if there was anything there.
Changing my motorcycle exhaust was purely for performance for me. I hate how loud it is but the stock one was so corked up the engine was choking