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@radl
hello.
yup. done it so many times.
remember riding ~8 miles back home. that's a lie. i don't remember riding. only unlocking the bike and then arriving home, looking up at the house in amazement and falling over. waking up with the bike in the room. room was on the third floor.
did think that'd i'd impress mate and some bird by jumping off a wall about 3ft high, something that i'd done many times before sober, on my mtb. tried it on my mate's old clunker and remember falling directly to the floor, grinding my face along the tarmac. shredded my elbow and now have a nice scar there.
we used to play fahrrad kreig when we were pissed on our way home. basically consisted of riding at one another at speed trying to take the other out. between three of us we destroyed four bikes, none of them ours, and replaced the wheels with those from abandoned bikes at the train station. surprisingly my old lady shopper, circa 1975, never suffered more than a bent mud guard.
we were at our local oktoberfest last weekend. i got free beer as my firm had put up the tent. mate and i got royally drunk. remember him dropping his mass in someonesw caravan, us running to bikes. faffing with the locks and him riding no more than 30yards and crashing to the floor. no kerb, pothole. just flat road. he got back up on the bike and it wasn't till we got home we saw his entire leg was missing skin and oozing blood. should post a pic up really. very funny....
Radl