How did you come by your Forum "handle"?

I had just received orders to Oahu, around '03 and I was on ebay and saw something my wife, Megumi and I had been looking to get for our new place. I needed to create an account, so I go by CJ and (I used Megumi's Initials) Me and our new telephone area code of 808. So it started like that. Then when I joined the forum I dropped the hawaiian area code, (we'd already transferred to southern Maryland by then) which shortened it to what I use here "cjandme".
 
In the late 70's that's how it was, pushed it more than rode it. Magneto slipring was the culprit. Still pulling strong even when full of a large unhealthy English breakfast. Sorted !
 
My entire working life was spent in the construction industry. Supervised interior systems crews for the final 15 years of working with tools. When my guys would see me filling out time sheets, writing change orders or doing other tedious paperwork that I had no patience for they'd yell out, "Book 'em Danno!" after the oft-repeated phase recited by Jack Lord's character in "Hawaii 5-0"
On forums where Danno was taken, I'm known as Hammerhead, a name I came up with for hiding from a particular internet troll who has since been banned from several motorcycle-related websites.
 
I had just received orders to Oahu, around '03 and I was on ebay and saw something my wife, Megumi and I had been looking to get for our new place. I needed to create an account, so I go by CJ and (I used Megumi's Initials) Me and our new telephone area code of 808. So it started like that. Then when I joined the forum I dropped the hawaiian area code, (we'd already transferred to southern Maryland by then) which shortened it to what I use here "cjandme".
Good to know. I always assumed CJ was your sig other and me was for yourself.
 
My name is Nicholas I get called baz because that was our nickname for people that rode fully faired BMWs or Honda goldwings with matching leathers etc (baz bikers)
And we were riding triumph chops etc at that time
One weekend my mates decided to get as dirty as they could then head to our local pub where we always met up , the landlord always commented on how dirty we were anyway but he liked the money we put over the bar!!
We met at my mates flat and they were cracking eggs on each other , throwing coffee on each other including the jar of granules it was out of control
I kept out of it and they called me a "baz" biker
This was about 1978 and it's stuck ever since
Another light in the tunnel. I thought Baz was a tribute to Barry Sheene, whose nickname was "Bazza".
 
I used to play on a fast road bike, 525rwhp, fun but not licence friendly Great on the track though.
 
Flew German bombers in an online simulator, had a Commando and one of the first Pathfinder squadrons in WW2 was the German Kommando 100 (KGr 100).
 
My surname is Waring, when I were a lad there was a Rugby commentator (and ‘It’s a Knockout’ remember that rubbish?) who’s name was Eddie Waring. So, obviously, I got called Eddie and it kinda stuck.
Not old up & under..... our friends across the pond won't have any idea to what this refers....my wife's maiden name was waring :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
 
I used to work for a company who overhauld RR Olympus jet engines... and what a fine piece of engineering they are
And of course 4 of them are fitted to the most famous aircraft in the world
 
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called Sam a contarction of my surname Salmon typical of what appened to school kids it stuck , most people including my family know me as Sam , I have an 850 Commando, on other forums I use , xb12 Sam, 541 Sam, 156 Sam
 
My uncle once worked for Gorham china. Whenever they issued a new eagle sculpture, he would send me one. As the collection grew inevitably the wings would get broken off by kids, housekeepers and earthquakes. I started calling my home "The Broken Eagle" and have used it ever since.
 
We used to race motorcycles in Griffith Park in Los Angeles. The front side of Griffith Park faces Hollywood and downtown Los Angeles while the “Backside” faces Burbank and the San Fernando Valley.

There is a tight twisty road, Mount Hollywood Drive, that climbs up the Backside and over the mountain from the valley side, then across the spine of the mountain, and on toward the Observatory on the the Hollywood side.

Being in a park, there were no driveways no structures, just road. It was built during the Great Depression aa a make work project without much mechanization so the road follows the lay of the land. That is why it is tight twisty and slow. That is also why it made a good race track - most cage drivers avoided it.

My avatar/logo thingy is a map of the road we raced on. It was made as a lapel pin by another Backside Slider - Greg Duvall a departed friend.

Sometimes we would crash and slide down the road. The city closed the road so we can’t ride there any more but I am still an xbacksideslider
That backside was the start of every Sunday when I was young. Up to the observatory for a cup of coffee from the little trailer. Then down the Ferndale road and over to Mulholland, working our way to the Rock Store for a beer. Then wind our way to PCH and Neptune's Net for Clams, shrimp and a beer. Then back to the valley for a stop at Sagebrush Cantina for Margaritas and chips. How we all got home alive is still a mystery. Especially with our safety equipment being a pair of goggles.
 
My daughter has a lazy eye condition. When my wife started breeding and raising cattle I suggested using a lazy "I" along with a 6
(just 'cause the 6 looked good alongside a tilting "I") for a cattle brand. This morphed into the Lazyeye6 ranch and it felt like a good
handle.
 
"bat" from Combat, also the expression "bat out of hell" because of the blinding acceleration which may be experienced whenever desired.
"rider" self-explanatory.
 
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