Ragingrob
18th September 2009, 09:24
So last night I was commuting into Uni as I do 5 times a week from Karaka on the Auckland southern motorway. I could see everything clear as daylight, knew where all the traffic was around me and was enjoying being out in the sun.
Anyway, sure enough as I was on the Newmarket overpass I was sitting behind another biker when a bike came flying past both of us nearly cutting us off and raced between the traffic. This is where it starts getting crazy, a few seconds later this biker come flying down from the top of a bridge above us as if he's doing a trick. He lands on both wheels, bounces, and bins hard. I'm thinking shit I better see if he's ok, but then just in front of me the other guy brakes and low-sides so I jam on the picks and the front wheel slips out from under me.
I'm like fark Newmarket overbridge = Lotsa cars and trucks! I roll over and jump up and look back to all the cars and trucks thinking fark, waving like crazy I run over to the middle (There ain't much of one on the bridge!) and jump onto the barrier with trucks whizzing past me.
Anyway a few mates turn up to some house I'm in right beside the motorway and we decide to pick the bike up, kinda weird everything was just stopped. Was gutted my mirror was half snapped off but then realised that the sub frame was completely cut in half and was rather gutted. Piratejafa was telling me about how it's all good and sometimes he bounces up to the top of the skytower and obviously this guy was a n00b. I'm already thinking about whether my insurance will cover or not and dreaming about the bikes I may be able to get!
We end up playing pool and partying it up and there are some hot girls there but it's starting to get pretty fuzzy and I can't seem to talk to them.
Then I woke up!
What the fuck eh. Pretty extreme for a first crash I thought haha.
Tooooo much commuting messing with my mind I'm having dreams about it now?! :zzzz:
Anyone else crashed in their dreams? I like the fact how I'm not hurt yet in the dream I got to analyse how and why I crashed, believe you me it was damn life-like!
:calm:
Anyway, sure enough as I was on the Newmarket overpass I was sitting behind another biker when a bike came flying past both of us nearly cutting us off and raced between the traffic. This is where it starts getting crazy, a few seconds later this biker come flying down from the top of a bridge above us as if he's doing a trick. He lands on both wheels, bounces, and bins hard. I'm thinking shit I better see if he's ok, but then just in front of me the other guy brakes and low-sides so I jam on the picks and the front wheel slips out from under me.
I'm like fark Newmarket overbridge = Lotsa cars and trucks! I roll over and jump up and look back to all the cars and trucks thinking fark, waving like crazy I run over to the middle (There ain't much of one on the bridge!) and jump onto the barrier with trucks whizzing past me.
Anyway a few mates turn up to some house I'm in right beside the motorway and we decide to pick the bike up, kinda weird everything was just stopped. Was gutted my mirror was half snapped off but then realised that the sub frame was completely cut in half and was rather gutted. Piratejafa was telling me about how it's all good and sometimes he bounces up to the top of the skytower and obviously this guy was a n00b. I'm already thinking about whether my insurance will cover or not and dreaming about the bikes I may be able to get!
We end up playing pool and partying it up and there are some hot girls there but it's starting to get pretty fuzzy and I can't seem to talk to them.
Then I woke up!
What the fuck eh. Pretty extreme for a first crash I thought haha.
Tooooo much commuting messing with my mind I'm having dreams about it now?! :zzzz:
Anyone else crashed in their dreams? I like the fact how I'm not hurt yet in the dream I got to analyse how and why I crashed, believe you me it was damn life-like!
:calm: