QOTW Doubled...
plenty of wafflement I think shall be had here...

Being a raging alcoholic there have been numerous situations where my imbuement with various tinctures have led me to a variety of severly daft evening conclusions...

The one that specifically comes to mind is the occasion I decided to cycle to university to save the couple of quid on bus fare.

We're only talking 3 miles each way, but my pocket was burning deep with jangling pound coins saved - so I did what all self respecting (or not) student alcoholics do and spent it in the union... it was barely 5pm by the time I had spent my 20 pence, but I was quite far from drunk - equally far from sober... for the ride home...

I made it 90% of the way back.

Navigating my homeward retreat on the pavement, as is my choice even to this day...

where, unfortunatly, I met a distinguishing blow from a car - at about 30mph...

Nothing was broken except the bike - but I did close down the major road into birmingham at peek rush hour with 2 ambulances, 2 police cars, a paramedic motor bike and a paddy wagon... and the result -

apparantly I bounced off the bonnet - suffered deep bruising of the ribs - lost a few nwe piercings as they had to be taken out for xrays - and the worst 2 weeks ever, as anyone will tell you, having a cough and cold when you have damamged ribs is hell...

Quite dumb - I think I learnt - didnt touch a bike for years after!!!
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 3:28, 4 replies)

um
why was the car on the pavement?
( VampireMonkeyOnSpeed a super sexy sexual sex terrorist sex, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 9:01, closed)

Ouch
I deeply sympathise with the ribs thing - I had a head-on car crash a few years ago and for weeks I couldn't cough, laugh, lift, it was a nightmare.

Worst thing ever was driving on the motorway about 3 days after the accident, I unexpectedly sneezed. It was one of the most painful experiences of my life O_o
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 9:07, closed)

twas
crossing of a road that it happened - came totally from my blind spot... I saw the road as clear to blast across - thats where I met the bonnet...

Testement to the human body though - I was fine pretty much 2/3 weeks on, but the bike had its forks bent beyond recognition, and the sturdy metal of the bottom bracket and crank twist right around...

oh I bumped my elbow too.
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 12:09, closed)

That's why you check your blind spot by glancing over.
That's called a lifesaver for a reason.
(Musuko, Sun 23 Dec 2007, 0:55, closed)