When I was a wee lad, I too made a monumental blunder that left my face in tatters. I was about 12-13, and had just discovered the wonderful art of ramp jumping on a bicycle. So, I start down this big hill to the ramp waiting at the bottom. Picked up a pretty good head of steam, hit the ramp and sailed off of it. This was my 1st ramp jump, so I knew not how much you were supposed to pull up on the front handlebars. That, combined with my speed forced me to go over said handlebars, ending with a face plant. To this day I don't remember walking back home, or even being cleaned up afterwards, but I know that it happened. Sorry to hear about your wipeout Nash. You can send a pic to me if you like, e-mail address is in my user info.
Edited, Mon Feb 7 18:27:24 2005 by Kastigir
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