Urban Surfing - seemed like a good idea at the time..

'Twas the day after New Years, and a group of us were celebrating in Scotland, where they take the celebrating seriously.

My mate "Stretch", a none drinker, was designated driver, and after an evenings drinking, the subject of "Urban Surfing" came up. Seemed like a good idea, so I was on the roof rack 'surfing' down a country lane at midnight, whilst the guys in the van debated whether freezing me at 20mph all the way home, or terrifying me at 60 was best.

Stretch decided in his *completely* sober wisdom that a 40 to zero emergency stop would be funny.

Now I'd been expecting a bit of a swerve or some such, so I was braced for it.
Unfortunately the roof rack wasn't, and it shot over the front of the van like a Polaris missile.

As this was happening, I had a vision of landing in front of the van, and being smeared all over the road..so I managed to jump off the side towards the ditch.

Bearing in mind my state, the moving roof rack and the lack of warning, you may not be surprised to learn I failed to jump very far off the van.

For the few of you who have not removed a Ford Transit wing mirror with the crack of your bum, it stings, as did the landing.

Does this count?
(BeatsWork, Sat 3 Nov 2007, 0:12, 2 replies)

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given that it doesn't seem to include a dare, no.

But nice story nonetheless.
(Lannes, Sat 3 Nov 2007, 6:00, closed)

'Does this count?'
Does it matter?

I liked it anyways...
(Pavlov's Frog figures no-one really reads sigs anyway, Sat 3 Nov 2007, 14:39, closed)