On a track at 16 and going full pelt and looking down instead of in front and rear ending some poor bar steward in front of me, he took it well.
Cyling down a mountain in Bangor with a mate when he suddenly disappeared and slid on his arse and side into a wall.
The funniest one I saw a few years age was the cyclist going across a junction in front of me on a nice sunny day no cars or peds within 20 foot of him and he suddenly somersaults over the handle bars and lands on the tarmac, shocked. That is why I never carry my Sainsburys shopping hanging from the handlebars, french loaf ok cans of soup definately a no no.
On a track at 16 and going full pelt and looking down instead of in front and rear ending some poor bar steward in front of me, he took it well.
Cyling down a mountain in Bangor with a mate when he suddenly disappeared and slid on his arse and side into a wall.
The funniest one I saw a few years age was the cyclist going across a junction in front of me on a nice sunny day no cars or peds within 20 foot of him and he suddenly somersaults over the handle bars and lands on the tarmac, shocked. That is why I never carry my Sainsburys shopping hanging from the handlebars, french loaf ok cans of soup definately a no no.