I've had so many near getoffs and close calls, typically my thought is "Oh Shit, this is gonna hurt!" Then I pull it clear, and after removing my thong from my throat, I carry on just a lil more carefully.
In my actual accident it goes like this:
"Turn 8, i got this, lean lean, not far enough off the seat..
Damn that dirt is close...
I think my elbow just hit the grass
Fuuu********CK...."
*poof* flying thru air.....
Complete and utter silence and stillness....
"Wheeeeeeeee...."*giggle*
Impact...head and shoulder first
"SWEET, cartoon stars! *giggle*
WTF are those birds... *more giggles*
I think im spinning...*tee hee hee*
hmm, my shoulder may be broken... *bwahahaha*
did i stop sliding?, I think I stopped...stand up...*more giggling*
Whoa, face meet ground, maybe I should just crawl...
theres the dirt, i think i'll lay here a minute...*insane giggling*
hey look, theres the CR, he looks funny running like that...*laughing*
I did it, I made it, I FINALLY crashed and I'm okay!!!" *dying laughing*
To CR - "Dude, help me up, wheres my bike, no i dont wanna lay here! Fine, i'll get up on my own!"
Bike was okay, I laughed for days, and I still do. I hopped back on a friends bike and hit the next session.
I recognize the risks and am fully cognizant that I may kill myself doing this. I was so pyched up about wrecking it was on its way to becoming a mind block, and I was relieved and thrilled it happened and I was okay. I walked away, and I'm even crazier now than i was then!
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Originally Posted by Cutty72
The Chi hath spoken...
and let it be known that what The Chi hath spoketh, will henceforth be done.
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