DCLane
Found in the Yorkshire hills ...
- Location
- Dewsbury, West Yorkshire
Given the 'serious' definition suggested I'll leave out the one where I punched a massive hole in my lower leg as a child, or the massive crash in 2016 where I smashed myself to bits.
Riding past the M1 tunnel exit as a youngster growing up in Nottingham some eejit came hurtling out thinking they were racing. Didn't they see the 'stop' sign?
Crash, bang, me in the mud but I think they hurt more
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Oh, and riding to Holme Pierrepoint for running training I took a 'short cut', which turned into a drop, which meant I landed on the front wheel (crinkling it) and hit certain bits of my anatomy on the stem. Attempting to run later didn't work well, particularly for the girl there I was trying to impress. And failed at. Badly.
So many. How do you choose just one.
Or maybe it was racing through a tunnel under the M1 and as I got to the bottom some plonker rode across the tunnel exit on his bike. The resulting collision threw me straight over the bars like superman. The landing grazed so many places but mainly my hip where I still have a scar.
Riding past the M1 tunnel exit as a youngster growing up in Nottingham some eejit came hurtling out thinking they were racing. Didn't they see the 'stop' sign?
Crash, bang, me in the mud but I think they hurt more
.
.
.
Oh, and riding to Holme Pierrepoint for running training I took a 'short cut', which turned into a drop, which meant I landed on the front wheel (crinkling it) and hit certain bits of my anatomy on the stem. Attempting to run later didn't work well, particularly for the girl there I was trying to impress. And failed at. Badly.