When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Ridin Ridin RidinProbably the last time I've been really scared was this past summer, when I went on a bike trip around the canadian rockies (about 100 mi/day, for about 3 weeks). The first time was during training, when we were cruising along, bunny-hopping all the little potholes in the road. So, going about 25 mph, I hop, and one of my friends says something and I look his way. Cue front wheel turning sideways, and my bike decides to stop, without me. I finally realize what's happening when I'm about 6 feet in the air, going about 20 mph, face first towards a very nasty, pothole strewn road. And then my face hit the ground. Not a scratch on my helmet, mind you, but my face looked like it had been run over with a wire brush.
The next couple times ensued on the trip itself. Going down this ungodly huge mountain, and Canadian roads aren't too smoothly paved. I was riding down a shitload of switchbacks, about 30-40 mph, just after hearing the locals saying "My buddy did that, his tire heated up too much, popped, and he went over one of those little (read: 20 ft) cliffs." And the best part? I'm in a large pack, with a half flat rear tire (makes you slide all over the place), with no chance to slow down and just hoping that I don't slip and wipe out 20 people behind me. Fun times, doing it again this summer.
(, Tue 27 Feb 2007, 0:23, Reply)
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