I've been avoiding the computer
I get on to check my e-mail and its 3 hrs before I sign off
Mother's Day was great
my other brother who I love let me ride his YZ125
last time I rode something like that I was 7 and the bike was much smaller
I felt like being a daredevil...
I crashed HARD!
couldn't breathe
everything was in slow motion just like the movies
my entire family is in shock 200 yards away
I get up and flash the rock on sign...
I'm okay wasn't that cool....*oh god that hurt*
pick up the bike that I promised I wouldn't wreck
still can't breathe
my hand hurts a little
wow my brother can run fast
I just stood up and he's already here
"are you okay!?"
yeah, can't breathe though..sorry about the bike
"its fine, sure you're okay?"
*air finally!*
yep can I ride it back?
*I'm such a macho girl sometimes*
whole family watches in suspense as I climb back on
riding back I did 1 hand
my grandma nearly fainted
My uncle gave me a 2 for dismount because I didn't stick the landing
but I got a 10 for rotation
got some awesome road rash on my arm
everyone was a little worried that I was so excited about it
*god people its not like I rubbed my arm in the dirt until it looked like that*
took me about an hour to realize that my thumb was numb and swollen
finally went to the doctor today
its broken
just in time for summer
nice to see that someone missed me =)
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Oh Mahn! I have always wanted to learn how to ride a motorcycle.
Sounds fun! As far as you being proud of your road rash, I completely get it. I wore my "strawberries" from hard slides into base proudly.
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