Learning how to ride a bike: I'm pedaling great, my dad lets go of the bike and I keep pedaling. Too bad I haven't learned how to turn yet, so I end up flying over the handlebars landing mid-torso on the top of a fire hydrant.
Riding a bike a couple years later: Loose shoelaces got caught in the chain of the bike causing me to crash... right into a bed of roses. Those thorns are painful when you're stuck on them with a bike on top of you.
My last bike injury: My friends and I were riding bikes down a rather large hill next to their house. Since it wasn't my house, my bike was not there. I got stuck with the bike they found in the front yard. We're all going down the hill great until about 2/3s of the way down, the front tire of my bike just flies out. I slide probably about 10 feet down the pavement only to come up with a severly scraped up face and a chipped front tooth.
Bikes are evil!!
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