indy_500
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This sport has been testing my patience lately… little man totalled his ace 600 few weeks ago. Coming back from lake of the clouds into silver city where the unplowed section of the road ends by the ski hill, ran into the back of mom, pushed mom’s sled into my mom’s sled. Was able to get the woman’s 19 MXZ fixed up pretty quickly, couldn’t believe how little damage, still waiting on parts for my moms 14 renegade unfortunately. Luckily no injuries other than a bruised shin, State Farm was great to work with and got a check for over a grand more than I paid. He’s a Little shaken up about riding but he’ll be fine. Fast forward a few weeks, try to go for a ride Friday from tigerton to antigo and back with the woman and my parents. Dads 19 MXZ X was grinding taking off so I sent him back to the truck… the woman and I still made the 110 mile ride, on not very many good trails (much improved after Friday nights snow). Dad’s secondary clutch rollers were shattered into pieces, so I spent a few hours Friday night fixing it up with the upgraded heavy duty rollers. Got clobbered with 10” Friday night and Saturday, all the local trails opened up. We all go for a ride from my house down to the beehive west of Neenah. Busting powder the entire way, was a great time. On the way back I get absolutely launched off a rock doing 20-30mph, sled landed upside down on a gravely driveway area and scuffs up the side panel real good, cracked windshield side deflector and vent, busted kill switch. Otherwise somehow no other damage it looks like. Not sure how the front end survived. Flung me up into the air and landed on my shoulder and head, busted my visor and shield on my ckx mission. Was able to pry up the inside mechanism of the kill switch to ride it back home, very angry and pissed. Shoulder hurts like hell… Looking out the window I just had to go ride today regardless how bad my shoulder was, so I hop on my dads old Indy 600 that my mom has been riding since her renegade is still down, and go for a ride with my dad. We make it about 30 miles and I believe a jack or driveshaft bearing bit the dust on the Indy 600 as it started thumping really bad. So I head back to my house on my dads sled while he waits at a bar to grab the Truck and trailer. Looks like we only have a week before it warms up and kills the local trails. EUP may break records this year and here we sit. Man oh man… what’s next…