Scars with history
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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Some recent ones...
came following a medium bike crash (nothing to do with the antics seen in profile!)
Anyway; was leaving a petrol station on my motorbike, on a fairly cold September morning. Ironically enough I was on my way to my MOT.
So I turned right out off the forecourt, and gave it a bit of gas, no more than usual mind. However, my new tyres, most specifically the back decided not to grip.
New tyres + cold + petrol station = I am a twunt
So the back spins up like crazy, and in a bid for glory decideds it wants to go in front. I have enough forwards motion to turn this into a massive sideways type slide.
As any biker will tell you, the worst thing to do here is shut off the power to quickly, as the back will grip and will be so far out of line that it will flick back so hard it'll throw you off; whats known as a highside.
Unfortunatly, gut instinct is to shut off, and thats what I did...
The bike threw me so hard I almost made it back to the right hand kurb; and then proceded to throw itself at the tarmac with a very expensive sounding crunch.
The next few hours were a bit of a haze, but I was alright enough to push the bike half a mile home.
Assessing the damage:
I was house bound for a few days; but was hardly at deaths door, but these little chaps are a nice shade of purple now, and probably will be forever.
Unfortunatly, the bike was worse
Whats worse is that this one won't heal for free like mine did.....
Oh, and it was quite a way away from getting through that MOT after everything sticky-outy snapped off...
Fucksocks (and apologies for length; but I hardly forced you to read it though did I?!)
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 19:42, Reply)
came following a medium bike crash (nothing to do with the antics seen in profile!)
Anyway; was leaving a petrol station on my motorbike, on a fairly cold September morning. Ironically enough I was on my way to my MOT.
So I turned right out off the forecourt, and gave it a bit of gas, no more than usual mind. However, my new tyres, most specifically the back decided not to grip.
New tyres + cold + petrol station = I am a twunt
So the back spins up like crazy, and in a bid for glory decideds it wants to go in front. I have enough forwards motion to turn this into a massive sideways type slide.
As any biker will tell you, the worst thing to do here is shut off the power to quickly, as the back will grip and will be so far out of line that it will flick back so hard it'll throw you off; whats known as a highside.
Unfortunatly, gut instinct is to shut off, and thats what I did...
The bike threw me so hard I almost made it back to the right hand kurb; and then proceded to throw itself at the tarmac with a very expensive sounding crunch.
The next few hours were a bit of a haze, but I was alright enough to push the bike half a mile home.
Assessing the damage:
I was house bound for a few days; but was hardly at deaths door, but these little chaps are a nice shade of purple now, and probably will be forever.
Unfortunatly, the bike was worse
Whats worse is that this one won't heal for free like mine did.....
Oh, and it was quite a way away from getting through that MOT after everything sticky-outy snapped off...
Fucksocks (and apologies for length; but I hardly forced you to read it though did I?!)
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 19:42, Reply)
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