03-25-2009, 10:02 AM
Tss....don't remind me of bike accidents.
One time I was riding my little BMX bike down the street after getting one of those little digital speedometers put on it. I was trying to see how fast I could go. I figured my "cruising" speed was about 12 miles per hour from a standing start at the end of the cul-de-sac, 16 if I had a rolling start from my driveway(I was in the big, creepy house at the end of the street). Well, I was getting a bit cocky, so I started going up the neighbor's driveways into the sidewalks during these high-speed runs.
Then, I misjudged my angle, and hit the curb at 17 miles per hour.
I went flying, and ate shit. Sprained both my wrists, skinned both hands, and skinned my chin on the landing. Would've been worse, but I ended up sliding into the grass just past the sidewalk. I couldn't do anything but cry for about 2 hours.
One time I was riding my little BMX bike down the street after getting one of those little digital speedometers put on it. I was trying to see how fast I could go. I figured my "cruising" speed was about 12 miles per hour from a standing start at the end of the cul-de-sac, 16 if I had a rolling start from my driveway(I was in the big, creepy house at the end of the street). Well, I was getting a bit cocky, so I started going up the neighbor's driveways into the sidewalks during these high-speed runs.
Then, I misjudged my angle, and hit the curb at 17 miles per hour.
I went flying, and ate shit. Sprained both my wrists, skinned both hands, and skinned my chin on the landing. Would've been worse, but I ended up sliding into the grass just past the sidewalk. I couldn't do anything but cry for about 2 hours.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
