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♥ Wipe Out! ♥


Tak-E

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So I was riding my bike and I rode down the hill to get to the horse stable next door (my friend who's a junior is the son of the owners, so he goes there a bit and we hang out). As he's getting in his car, I head down the really long downhill driveway, which is just like mine, gravel included. However, I ran into this deep patch of gravel and the bike slid out to the right. I got pinned under it. I got back up and my knee was bleeding, I could tell. My gears came loose on my bike, too. So I walked it over to the side as a horse trailer came up the driveway and I hooked them back up. Then I got back on and tucked my jeans into my sandels so they wouldn't get caught in the gears, and I headed down the driveway in front of my friend, his parents, and his sister who is a bit over a year younger than me. I then turned right and went down the road for a minute and went back onto my driveway, and they turned right and went home. Once they were out of view, I pulled up my jeans on my left knee and just stared at my leg.

 

AWESOME!

 

It was totally ripped up, right under my knee cap it was all cut up and there was a small trickle of blood going down my leg. I took a picture of it but not sure if I can post it here. Lol. Anyway, So I went back up to my house, took the picture, cleaned up the wound, and have been on the couch ever since.

 

The End. :lol:

 

-Taki

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I remember my first major bike crash...

 

It was a street bike with no brakes, and unknowingly to me, a front wheel that didn't aline with the handle.

 

So, as my then-6th grade self, wanted a race down the hill...

 

So I started zag-zigging and finally dropped to my right, being dragged by the momentum of my body and the bike while I ate asphalt for about 10-15 feet.

 

Needless to say, I had a couple scrapes on my right arm, both of wrists paralyzed from shock of the landing plus drag, and the right side of my face looked like I got in a fight with a cougar. When my friend's mom was patching me up, the alcohol didn't even bother me as it cleansed the wounds.

 

I missed school the next day (banged-up wrists), suprised everyone in my class by Tuesday, and never got on a bike for at least 5 or 6 months.

 

But by 7th and 8th Grade, I started dodging death by the inch as some built-up adrenaline and a need for speed came up. :D

 

Thats my story...

 

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