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Re: I Ate S***
I've never had a serious crash while riding...yet.
Only time I've ever had time slow on me was a few years back...somewhere inbetween '99-'01...
I was riding on our lil' 3hp minibike...which had no brakes, mind you...the only brakes you had while riding the thing was your feet. Anyway, I was small(er) and rather young(er) at the time...so, the thing carried me around with no problem...
I'd just got done opening it up down the driveway when I reached the end where I'd normally turn around and go back down the driveway...however, once I reached the end, my brother jumped out from behind the cars and opened fire on me with his double barrel 3 gallon supersoaker (you know...back when supersoakers were the ****)...the water streams hit me right in the eyes...thus blinding me for a few seconds.
When I could finally see, I found myself turned 90 degrees to the left facing, at most...10ft from the edge of the driveway. The edge of the driveway at this particular spot is blocked off by a cement header that sticks up 6 inches above the cement driveway...followed by a 3ft drop onto hard dirt on the other side.
In that moment, it felt like a good 10-15 seconds when it was only a couple, at most. I remember clearly thinking in my head that I had two options...I could either stay on the bike and flip over with it....or I could jump off....and I remember thinking of the end results of either choice very vividly...
Of course, I jumped off just a couple feet before it hit, fell, and rolled quite a few times...I landed on my hands and knees after rolling a bit...minor scrapes. Dunno what would've happened if I didn't bail...and I wasn't wearing any protective stuff. Ah well, good times....
Minibike was just a bit dirty and the engine got flooded...I was ****ed at my bro...what a dumb[donkey]. hah
Ever noticed how time slows down when you know you are about to eat it hard.
I've never had a serious crash while riding...yet.
Only time I've ever had time slow on me was a few years back...somewhere inbetween '99-'01...
I was riding on our lil' 3hp minibike...which had no brakes, mind you...the only brakes you had while riding the thing was your feet. Anyway, I was small(er) and rather young(er) at the time...so, the thing carried me around with no problem...
I'd just got done opening it up down the driveway when I reached the end where I'd normally turn around and go back down the driveway...however, once I reached the end, my brother jumped out from behind the cars and opened fire on me with his double barrel 3 gallon supersoaker (you know...back when supersoakers were the ****)...the water streams hit me right in the eyes...thus blinding me for a few seconds.
When I could finally see, I found myself turned 90 degrees to the left facing, at most...10ft from the edge of the driveway. The edge of the driveway at this particular spot is blocked off by a cement header that sticks up 6 inches above the cement driveway...followed by a 3ft drop onto hard dirt on the other side.
In that moment, it felt like a good 10-15 seconds when it was only a couple, at most. I remember clearly thinking in my head that I had two options...I could either stay on the bike and flip over with it....or I could jump off....and I remember thinking of the end results of either choice very vividly...
Of course, I jumped off just a couple feet before it hit, fell, and rolled quite a few times...I landed on my hands and knees after rolling a bit...minor scrapes. Dunno what would've happened if I didn't bail...and I wasn't wearing any protective stuff. Ah well, good times....
Minibike was just a bit dirty and the engine got flooded...I was ****ed at my bro...what a dumb[donkey]. hah