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27 February 2010

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Story of two errors or earnings in Australia.

27 February 2010

Now, at the request of listeners, I have the opportunity to tell more about his adventures in Australia and a very difficult relationship with baykis “as called” tubers “or MSishniki abroad. In a short article about bikers deducted the phrase “elite bikers are members of the IPU. Perhaps because they think in Russia, but this is somewhat untrue. Abroad, a different view on this issue. In the West, all motobratya very clearly divided into 2 parts and having their names.
Members of the IPU (motoclub) or MG (motorcycle gang (gang) bikers are not known. They called baykis (bikes), engaged in criminal business (usually the drug trade, weapons and prostitutes) and they are OPG (an organized criminal group). What, exactly, makes their so-called odnoprotsentnikami.

All other amateurs to ride a bike called bikers, ie, ordinary people, to a greater or lesser degree, “sick” motorcycles.

So, honor …

Error first.
History is as follows – after a week stay in Australia realized that fit the $ 100 a day, I can not, and daily expenses will be around $ 150 per day, plus the loss of sales, unexpected breakdowns and tickets ($ 2000). “De facto” the cost of the motorcycle received a total of some 1100 $ – replaced rubber and maintenance, but I did not know and made an erroneous estimate of the Australian stage. It proved to be significantly overestimated, which led me to the “great” disorder, but made “soobrazhalku” work actively. Very quickly figured that Australian costs may cause a significant hole in my budget, thereby pushing me to think about what should be where you earn money.
And as the bikers come only the “bright” idea, then I do not take into account Ñèÿ passed! I had the idea – just go bikers war in Australia, and the war (they say) it profitable, then why am I in this case did not earn.

Mistake Two.
Politeness, gentleness and peace-loving of the average Australian has made me a false impression. Mistakenly assume that “fighting” gangs “baykis resemble quarrel in the sandbox in kindergarten number five. Knocked in the worst case will scratch and rasplachutsya. This is called in Australia – the war of bikers!
Nafantaziroval myself now – I come, I will bring horror. Nahlopayu someone on the promenade, and take away “honestly earned” Tug. In fact, everything turned out quite differently, as I imagine it is intended. The war between the gangs here are not on the life and death. Over the past 15 years, shootings, fights, explosions killed several dozen people.
The last straw in the cup of patience was the murder of a Halsey at Sydney airport in March this year. “Comanche” hacked his stand in front of dozens of people, among whom were children. Still alive finished with scissors. And in general in a fight involved about twenty people! This international airport!
Parliament put for discussion a bill recognizing the IPU organized crime groups with the subsequent criminal prosecution. And for the month of August (my arrival in Australia) came to an end the debate on this issue. But I did just did not know! And if I knew that life would these “enema” is not accepted.

And then everything happened by itself. He arrived in Brisbane, immediately ran into Halsey, they invited me to visit. I accepted the invitation, but was not able to attend. Then he met a girl, about which he wrote earlier. She was from Russia, (ie, spoke in Russian) and I naively dreamed of sexual intercourse. She was just on the kindness of psychic supplied me infoy on the surrounding areas. Ride more in the center of the city, met with members of other clubs. Someone was very sociable, and some clubs are very solitary, rough and contact do not go. Already in the evening came in the club house of one MS. These were very sociable. We sat, chatted, there was vice-president, through the stump deck pobalakali for life. I asked for help, or rather on the work, offering his services. In the sense that it certainly can do what they can not do it “mimbar. He took time out “to think” and offered me something …

The next day had come members of another club in this city. If I understand correctly, they had no offices in this city and they came on another’s territory. Most likely, they planned to open an office in Brisbane. The local club had no right to allow this.
But as public attention (specifically the police) was so strong, they need a pretext to attack.

Referring to the official language – I was asked to provoke a stranger to illegal activities, specifically on beating me, which resulted in the “respectable” members of the local motor club should have been for me to stand up and “knead” outsiders.

I ask – How much money?
He says – $ 500.
- How much would there be? One, two?
He says – no. Maybe 10.
I responded – Ok, fine invented! (and stuffed his worth) You understand that if one of them has a gun, I’m dead. (and I think to myself – well, where do these amoebae gun?)
It is uncertain how shook his head. – How much do you want?
I say – $ 5000.
He – think about it.
After an hour proposed for this Action $ 3000. To which I quickly agreed. He said – you would be beaten! Your task is to make a fight out of the bar on the street. We’ll see your “beating” and podospeem help you. Ok?
I – of course Ok?

And I think to myself – Well, who would beat me here?? Is it that these snails me with his horns! The pursuit of their bench on the street – let them know our. Printout and denashki ариведерче +

The next day we met in the same place. I was taken to a nearby town, in 20 or 30 km from Brisbane, put in a bar and I waited. Thoughts were such – Australia Greenhouse country, small people fearful, more apologized. And what should be the bikers in this environment – are the same.

He took coffee, sit drinking, and in the stomach with excitement as much urchit. In general, when they arrived, I realized that my calculations were “somewhat” inaccurate, because uniforms arrived “beasts”. In Australia, foreign territory going only the most desperate. Frozen faces, covered with scars and obviously excited. So scared that my mother dear! But already signed up to do. It is terrible – not terrible, but forward, firing at the enemy’s village. Has encouraged the thought that they view such a terrible, but “good” inside. While they ordered beer, with the spirit met. To many fights did not have to. Pushed one with a beer, he grabbed me by the sleeve. I hit on her hands, he told me in the scoreboard, only managed to substitute his forehead. In response to him shnopak clap it on the ground. While they do not realize what’s what, grab the bar stool and start waving them like a propeller. One caught, he flew through the door, my hands on the chair only two legs left. Two knives snatched. I’m back on the bar counter and fought off the attacks. All this happened in seconds, maybe 15, maybe 30 seconds, I thought, but the time for me stretched, like rubber. It is fortunate that the first blow one fighter on the street left. For my “Allies” was a signal.
As they ran to the bar, I fought the remnants of highchair. The situation was like in the movies, a fight in a bar with the smashing of bottles. When “our” in the bar started to run – some sort of a garbage flew past me. Do not have time to understand what it is, but the bartender hit over the head and smashed it with a dozen bottles. In this mess and I missed a kick in the stomach with a knife. The assailant, of course got – it struck the foot, but it was too late. And there is commenced, that comedy could shoot without duplicates. “Those” people 10, “our” people 20, in general, formed a grand kipish.
As soon as the “attention” to me weakened – quickly faded into the street. He sat on the motorcycle and gave DeRoo. Look – belly in blood. In the hospital I can not – stabbed, will call the police immediately. I think I’ll take a room in a motel, see what there with me and if that’s okay, then the hospital will not go. Rode 15 miles, settled for $ 55, hid in the room. Blood at that time ceased to flow, immediately realized that the wound was not serious. Well, more properly speaking, you’ve seen everything, you can watch a movie on this subject. Cooked pliers and a needle in a teapot. Patched dyurochku quietly matyugayas and fell asleep.
In the morning I went for the money. No prepayment I did not take, said: “First, do the work, then pay me, I trust you.” I have been waiting for, give money without asking questions, and then dumped, from Brisbane, as soon as possible and as far as possible.

Here you are, indeed, the whole story. Of course, if I knew how much it seriously, for such an adventure is not accepted. Only later was poking around the internet and found many articles about how to fight biker gangs in Australia, is not sparing of his abdomen. What drew the conclusion that in Australia all the greenhouses, but biker MS

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