the day i carried my bike

Today i was going out for a small bike ride when i come across a small gap in the road, I looked and decided to jump that gap at full speed hoping i would make it. Well i was wrong about that, so there i am full speed at the gap and then blackout.

I frontflipped when i hit the gap causing a rip in my shirt, a rip on my shorts, and a scratch on my sunglasses, oohhh and did i mention how i broke my bike. The front fork completely got destroyed and there i was thinking, dirt in my face just thinking how i arrived in this sticky situation.




Four km away from my house i get up and sit on my bike trying to ride but there was no hope the front wheel was jammed. So at this point i was furious and i was pissed so i trash the bike by throwing it over a fence yes a fence which wasn't very good for the bike either.

So i had to carry(yes carry over my shoulder walking with it) back home, met many new freindly people that were laughing at me and started some good conversations but i knew wat they were thinking, they thought i was a retard, but that is a story i wanted to share and now if a bike ever broke like this on me ever again im not carrying it ima junk it!