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The Bull Pit
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Go to
 Reid Park
 Sulman Park
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| The atmosphere of the Bull Pit as most of
you may know can be compared to that of an Ashes series or the Italian
Grand Prix, (those guys will even rip a Ferrari apart). Aparently 50 cars
were burnt in 1999r, so it's not surprising Bathurst City Council wants
to clamp down on the shenanigans on top of the Mountain.
Below are some Stories Extracted from my two short stories. |
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The Acetylene Man
One such car had almost been sacrificed to the gods when
a drunk nut decided it needed a finishing touch. Two litres of Acetylene
(Acetylene is a highly combustible gas which is made up of Carbon and Hydrogen
in the format C2H2. If any of you know any thing
about chemistry, 5O2 + 2C2H2 => 2H2O
+ 4CO2). Moments after this highly combustible liquid was hastily
dropped in, there was an almighty BOOM (The BOOM was caused by a shockwave
due to the rapid expansion of 6 litres of gas due to a sudden increase
in temperature) that captured the attention of every living and
dead soul on top of the mountain. I was fifty metres away at the
time and I was almost thrown from my feet by the explosion (Okay, I might
be telling a tall story here, but it just sounds good anyway). The poor
Guy who dropped the acetelyne had his eye brows singed off and was treated
for shock by a nearby officer. |
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The King of the Bull Pit
We then went back to the Bull Pit to check the latest tally
of Sacrifices. No sooner than we had arrived, than this guy pulls up in
his Land Rover, and starts ramming into a little Datsun. The atmosphere
was electric! On the ram, the crowd went wild, screaming for more, but
the guy gets out of his Land Rover, and checks the damage, everything is
A-OK, so he hops back in and takes another run off to ram into this little
Datsun VRRAAAGHGHGHGHP, MAAGHGHGHP, BOOM! The crowd goes wild, whistles
and shouts can be heard for miles. The 4WD gets a bigger run off, and the
little Datsun which is now about the size of a Mini, gets belted along
the muddy Bull Pit, two metres each time. The 4WD does this 5 or 6 more
times before he retires his 4WD for the day, and the car is sacrificed. |
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The Preacher Man
But at about 3 am Adam and James woke
to the sound of the loudest sonic boom they had ever heard. It could best
be described as satan burping. This was closely followed by a series of
blood curling screams. One scream which particularly stole our attention
was this. - As one never knows the background of 1 of 30,000 Apocalyptic
Anarchy Misbehavists, we can only assume the following. This particular
individual went down to Bathurst City to do some necessary shopping ( 10
cases of VB
) to see the weekend through. On his way back to the car, he received a
handout from the local Clergymen trying desperately to revive the situation.
Upon returning, he consumed his first case for the night. This overpowering
effect of the alcohol proved too much for him so he fell asleep for the
next five hours, only to be awaken by the sound of satan burping. He jumped
hastily and somewhat unco-ordinatedly to his feet and looked around for
a few brief moments and saw smouldering cars, smelt the deep rich scent
of "Essence of Bathurst" and heard fire works going off all around him
and he realised he was in hell. But this guy thought he had a ticket out.
So he called on the only guy who could save him. And at this point he yelled
out at the very top of of his smoke filled lungs, PREACHER ! ! !
PREACHER ! ! ! |
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The Dunny Drive Through
But then the all time classic of the weekend. The event that
took the cake and didn’t leave a crumb for the competition. This was THE
DUNNY DRIVE-THROUGH! A drunken Yobbo came screaming up to the dunnies on
a small motor bike and entered the left side opening and wasted no time
getting to the exit past any unfortunate living thing that happened to
be in his way. You could track the progress of the motor bike rider by
listening out for the four letter words shouted out by the poor defenceless
victims inside. After several laps of the facilities, the motor bike rider
wasted no time in getting to the Bull Pit and shredding his rear tyre on
the best piece of real estate he could possibly get his Bridgestones on.
Just a word of note, Never have a shower in these toilet blocks. You will
come out more dirty than when you went in. |
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