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@Merak
Picture the scene;
Its the late 80's, blisteringly hot day.
A young boy (me) is high on the giddy joy that only a 2nd hand Raleigh Arena can bring. Whilst furiously trying to emulate Greg Lemond on the roads nearby his house.
Resplendent in the correct cycling apparel, cut off denim's, and no top on.
I take it upon myself to overtake a stationary bus but collide, hideously with a Lada Riva, estate no less.
It was altogether traumatic. I hit the ground so hard I lost conciousness. The old couple whom I crashed into brought me round and took me and the Arena home. My right shoulder looked like it had been attacked with and orbital sander. Gravel rash is a bad thing, I have a nice scar there now.
The worst thing was the district nurse I had to visit every week to change the dressings. Fucking horrific, I can only describe them as large sections of sellotape applied directly to raw, seeping wounds having them whipped off made me cry like a little girl.