...cuz he said I crash all the time.
...But, I did crash yesterday. I wish I had been going over something cool like the guy in the video, but I wasn't. I was riding through the meadow at Kty Camp. I drifted about 3 inches off the trail into the grass. I hit a completely hidden rock about the size of a bowling ball. I had been looking down at my front de (the cause of the 3 inch deviation) so my weight was shifted kind of forward. I hit the rock going about 15mph. It was like I hit land mine. I never even saw the rock until I walked back to see what I had hit, it was the surprise of my life. The next thing I knew I was flying threw through the air, my bike was flying above me. All I remember after that was a lot of bouncing, sliding, and scraping (coming from both me and the bike). I managed to dislodge a very big rock that had been buried almost half way. I don't know what part of me did that.
So, the butcher's bill: lots of road rash and bruises, and I smashed the Citizen watch that Diana bought me 12 years ago. (that's what pisses me off)
Brad remains: A HOMO.
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Is the bike okay?
Yes the bike is ok. It is now clean, serviced, and ready to ride.
Fag!
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