There is a guy who lives down the road a bit with a 1200 or 1300cc Harley. Engine is built to the max, with some kind of aftermarket pipes which are 10 times louder than factory Harley pipes. This idiot likes to run through our quiet residential neighborhood between 9:00pm and 10:00pm, revving the engine to 4K and 5K RPM, or gunning the accelerator under a heavy load. The house and windows vibrate and rattle.
I have no clue why these piece-of-sh-t contraptions have escaped federal and state decibel/noise limitations applied to every other kind of gasoline powered internal combustion engine. Your lawn mower can't disturb the peace but you can run up and down the streets of a quiet neighborhood at 2AM with a 747 engine on two wheels. Makes a lot of sense.
The police have been to his house two times in the past month from compliants. There isn't anything they can do about it, however, unless they catch him in the overt act of disturbing the peace.
Now he's doing it even worse to be spiteful, whereas he was only doing it for kicks before.
That's ok, though, things have a way of just happing to these kinds of idiots when the police refuse or are unable to do anything.
Honest, officer. I don't know who strung up that tiny cross wire across the road, just about neck level. What a shame.
I have no clue why these piece-of-sh-t contraptions have escaped federal and state decibel/noise limitations applied to every other kind of gasoline powered internal combustion engine. Your lawn mower can't disturb the peace but you can run up and down the streets of a quiet neighborhood at 2AM with a 747 engine on two wheels. Makes a lot of sense.
The police have been to his house two times in the past month from compliants. There isn't anything they can do about it, however, unless they catch him in the overt act of disturbing the peace.
Now he's doing it even worse to be spiteful, whereas he was only doing it for kicks before.
That's ok, though, things have a way of just happing to these kinds of idiots when the police refuse or are unable to do anything.
Honest, officer. I don't know who strung up that tiny cross wire across the road, just about neck level. What a shame.
