YB in IN
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Whoops, how did that happen?
So I was on my way home from school today, and I notice that it started to rain a little bit. "No big deal", I thought to myself. "I'll just have to slow down some and let it do it's thing." All this changed however when I went to stop at a stop sign. I was braking in a straight line and my back tire hit some oil or gas or something I don't know. Next thing I know, I'm airborne and I see my bike sliding it's way onto a rather busy street. I'm sure that those of you who have wrecked know that weird serenity that comes when you are in the middle of a crash. As I was going through the air the first thing that I thought was, "Hmmm now that's interesting isn't it?" After lying in the road for a short bit to make sure that I could feel everything, I noticed that there were like 10 people rushing in from all locations, most with cell phones in hand. One of them called the cops because a city officer showed up on the scene. Everyone was asking if I was alright to which I replied that I was. I then asked if someone could please turn my bike off that was still in the middle of the road running like the champ that it is. A rider who happened to be in a truck went over and hit the kill switch and then was also nice enough to pick my bike up and roll it out of the road. The cop asked for ID, and I told him rather curtly to "just hold in a second". So I got my helmet off and all that jazz, handed him my license and he again asked me if I was okay and if I needed a wrecker. I pointed at my helmet and said "I'm fine because I've got this thing on." The cop said that it was probably the best investment that anyone can make who rides a bike, to which I agreed. Long story short I hopped back on the bike and rode home. I landed right on my hip, which if I was an old dude would mean that I would have broken it, but I didn't. I've got a real nice bruise thats starting to form though. Other than that I'm in good shape. I bent my shifter lever and scraped off some fiberglass, but that'll be easy to fix. So know I'm at home and am applying cold alternately with hot and just taking it easy waiting for the painkillers to kick in. My grandpa suggested that maybe I should think about getting some training wheels.
Hey you have to use what you have you know?
So I was on my way home from school today, and I notice that it started to rain a little bit. "No big deal", I thought to myself. "I'll just have to slow down some and let it do it's thing." All this changed however when I went to stop at a stop sign. I was braking in a straight line and my back tire hit some oil or gas or something I don't know. Next thing I know, I'm airborne and I see my bike sliding it's way onto a rather busy street. I'm sure that those of you who have wrecked know that weird serenity that comes when you are in the middle of a crash. As I was going through the air the first thing that I thought was, "Hmmm now that's interesting isn't it?" After lying in the road for a short bit to make sure that I could feel everything, I noticed that there were like 10 people rushing in from all locations, most with cell phones in hand. One of them called the cops because a city officer showed up on the scene. Everyone was asking if I was alright to which I replied that I was. I then asked if someone could please turn my bike off that was still in the middle of the road running like the champ that it is. A rider who happened to be in a truck went over and hit the kill switch and then was also nice enough to pick my bike up and roll it out of the road. The cop asked for ID, and I told him rather curtly to "just hold in a second". So I got my helmet off and all that jazz, handed him my license and he again asked me if I was okay and if I needed a wrecker. I pointed at my helmet and said "I'm fine because I've got this thing on." The cop said that it was probably the best investment that anyone can make who rides a bike, to which I agreed. Long story short I hopped back on the bike and rode home. I landed right on my hip, which if I was an old dude would mean that I would have broken it, but I didn't. I've got a real nice bruise thats starting to form though. Other than that I'm in good shape. I bent my shifter lever and scraped off some fiberglass, but that'll be easy to fix. So know I'm at home and am applying cold alternately with hot and just taking it easy waiting for the painkillers to kick in. My grandpa suggested that maybe I should think about getting some training wheels.
Hey you have to use what you have you know?