my wrist hurts
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I got outta the bar, was doin probably 20mph on my bike down this mini hill. . . lol
I was coming close to people just as a joke so they'd freak out . . . except for some reason I got way too close and just drilled the fuck outta this girl. So happened cops were driving by at the same time and saw the whole thing. I was lying on my back and so was she . . . . hands were all bloody and my wrist hurt for like 3 days or so . . . she got up ok, bruised up and her elbows were bloody :dead:
I chained my bike (a bike I stole) on a nearby pole and had to get a ride home . . . that reminds me, i gotta go back and get My Bike
The cops took my liscense and found out I was 21 . . . . didn't really say much cuz the girl wasn't pissed, she musta saw how wasted I was.
I WASN'T JERKIN' OFF THO!!! lol
I was coming close to people just as a joke so they'd freak out . . . except for some reason I got way too close and just drilled the fuck outta this girl. So happened cops were driving by at the same time and saw the whole thing. I was lying on my back and so was she . . . . hands were all bloody and my wrist hurt for like 3 days or so . . . she got up ok, bruised up and her elbows were bloody :dead:
I chained my bike (a bike I stole) on a nearby pole and had to get a ride home . . . that reminds me, i gotta go back and get My Bike
The cops took my liscense and found out I was 21 . . . . didn't really say much cuz the girl wasn't pissed, she musta saw how wasted I was.
I WASN'T JERKIN' OFF THO!!! lol
LMAO!!
When I was about 8, I was riding my bike down a hill and I was going so fast that I couldn't stop in time and rammed into a car that was parked across the sidewalk. I guess I should've listened to my mother when she asked me not to ride my bike down the hill so fast.
Another time (age 12), I had a BMX and thought I was some sort of licensed bicycle racer so I challenged some guy I didn't know to a race down the street. After leaving him behind, I stood up on the pedals and my head suddenly itched, so I scratched it with my left (still standing with my right arm held on to the bar) and when I hit a pothole... BAM!! I fell off the bike and couldn't get up. My whole body was weak. After gathering enough strength to stand up (using my bicycle as a crutch), I felt stupid because the guy I was "racing" was probably not even racing me 'cause he wasn't back there when I looked. My right knee was purple for months.
Recently, I was going down a hill fast as fuck (on the sidewalk) with no worries. All of a sudden, the three people walking down the street in a line formation spread out and I had to "slam" on my brakes and burned rubber. If the person I almost hit hadn't moved, I would've fucked her up... and injured myself in the process. It's a good thing that before I left work, I checked to see which side of the handlebar the rear brake was on 'cause if I would've hit the front brake, I know I would've flipped over like I've done in the past.
When I was about 8, I was riding my bike down a hill and I was going so fast that I couldn't stop in time and rammed into a car that was parked across the sidewalk. I guess I should've listened to my mother when she asked me not to ride my bike down the hill so fast.
Another time (age 12), I had a BMX and thought I was some sort of licensed bicycle racer so I challenged some guy I didn't know to a race down the street. After leaving him behind, I stood up on the pedals and my head suddenly itched, so I scratched it with my left (still standing with my right arm held on to the bar) and when I hit a pothole... BAM!! I fell off the bike and couldn't get up. My whole body was weak. After gathering enough strength to stand up (using my bicycle as a crutch), I felt stupid because the guy I was "racing" was probably not even racing me 'cause he wasn't back there when I looked. My right knee was purple for months.
Recently, I was going down a hill fast as fuck (on the sidewalk) with no worries. All of a sudden, the three people walking down the street in a line formation spread out and I had to "slam" on my brakes and burned rubber. If the person I almost hit hadn't moved, I would've fucked her up... and injured myself in the process. It's a good thing that before I left work, I checked to see which side of the handlebar the rear brake was on 'cause if I would've hit the front brake, I know I would've flipped over like I've done in the past.
I remember when I was 11 and me and my brother were comin home on our bikes, we came down this big hill on the street leading to my house at the time. And my brother was ahead, I had a bag hanging off my handle bars, and I was going so fast that it got caught in the wheel and my the bike stopped and sent me flying over the handle bars onto the street, I blacked out for a few seconds, came back to reality, got up and I had blood dripping outta my mouth, my mouth got fucked up. I had a big gash underneath my left eye. Lil tiny rocks got caught up in it, I started walking to my house, left my bike there, my brother came back, and got my bike. Got the lil rocks outta my cut, swished water in my mouth and got the blood out. I was ok, I still got a lil mark under my left eye from the cut.
When I was like 9, I hit my dog with my bike. I just ran right into his side. I'll admit, I was riding towards him on purpose. I thought he was gonna move, I was only tryna scare him. But he just stood there. Then when I hit him, he gave me this look like, "Now what the fuck was that for?" Another time, when I was 9, this boy made me fall off my bike. I went home cryin and he came to apologize. That really wasn't interesting. I just remember we had turkey for dinner that day.
OK, this isn't a bike story, but it's close enough.
My grandma used to have this riding lawn mower. And I used to chase my dog with it (the same one I hit with my bike). So I was riding the lawn mower, chasing him under a tree. I didn't notice, but the front of the mower had pushed one of the branches out of the way. The branch swung around and hit me dead in my face, I was blinded by the leaves and crashed into the tree. I swear that damn dog was laughing at me. Another time, I got the mower stuck in a ditch when I was chasing my dog.
Come to think of it, I had some real aggressive tendencies towards that animal.
My grandma used to have this riding lawn mower. And I used to chase my dog with it (the same one I hit with my bike). So I was riding the lawn mower, chasing him under a tree. I didn't notice, but the front of the mower had pushed one of the branches out of the way. The branch swung around and hit me dead in my face, I was blinded by the leaves and crashed into the tree. I swear that damn dog was laughing at me. Another time, I got the mower stuck in a ditch when I was chasing my dog.
Come to think of it, I had some real aggressive tendencies towards that animal.