Sucks having a proper job, you cant go out riding on nice days like yesterday, well i dont have a proper job so i got to go out for a ride. but for some strage reason i put leathers pants on, not normal for me on a mid week ride.
at the top of the takas i see weasel an nick come a flying up , an i thinks oh great someone to chase back down. were talking about how i scape my pegs an there low an stuff, an that if i ever crash weasel wants my forks an so on. then went down to featherston, got a snack an we headed back up.
heading up behind weasel an nick at a reasonable pace, (as fast as i can make my bike go) half way up the hill a meter an a bit behind weasel, i have my bike going into a right hander leaned over a bit, an the peg starts scraping (ground wasnt flat was lumpoy ish) an then really digs into a little mound on the road an the rear got traction again an i go flying over the bike an into the rock at im guessing under a hundred over 70.
but on the way i got me knee down. YEEEAH!
bikes a wreck. i got knocked out from going head fiorst an im told 5 cars drove past while i was unconcious, BASTARDS! then the rural police come, then ambulance, then fire engine, then anotehr policeman, then some little fire engine truck. an then weasel an nick realised at the other side of the hill something was wrong an came back.
so yeh, i think this is the start of my racing career if i can bend the bike back to shape.
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