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I bummed my bike last night, then flew off towards the moon howling in victory, I felt so powerful, so alive, I was the master of the universe, it's very essence surged through me, I thundered back towards earth and masterfully smashed my way through the roof of Brixton cycles where I was crowned supreme monarch of all things.
Can't remember whether I had any dreams or not, was a bit knackered after all that to be honest.
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hahaha ...... how does bumming a bike work though?
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whats an aperture?.....is that posh for bottom?
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Me and my mates were once watching the pick of destiny and having some beers, went home and played some Doom III and eventually feel asleep on the old bean bag.
I dreamt of racing a demonic biker through the traffic and I remember if I lost I would have had my legs chainsawed off by the demon. I remember my ex-girlfriend in some sort of support car, throwing me weapons. It was all rather odd.
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last night i dreamt that i was in a small shop in a cornish village not unlike the one i frequent each summer. the shop sold all manner of things but especially flowers. outside there were two cheap second-hand road bikes for sell which is what had drawn me in. upon entering i instantly spotted a very well-used but lovely light purple/mauve/lavender Geoffrey Butler track frame on the wall. i moistened. Trying to conceal my enthusiasm for fear of giving away just how desirable such items are (in some circles), i approached the nice old lady at the counter and inquired about the price. She told me 8000. i couldn't comprehend what currency this was in but moments later it transpired that she was after 30 pounds sterling. bingo. i then made my way quickly to a nearby pub where i knew my parents would be drinking to see if they would lend me the cash (no atm you see). i proceeded to purchase the frame under the pretention that i needed to built any old bicycle to ride to and from the next village. secretly i was very happy indeed and had started to consider who i might go to potentially for a repaint, and also whether i would built it up or let someone here take it on for a good price. on my way out of the door i noticed a wire shelf absolutely laden with track racing peripherals, that exact contents of which now evades me. the first thing i picked up was a dura-fuckin'-ace box containing a pair of NOS campy sheriff star hubs (i wonder if this was linked to a recent thread here where someone had mixed up the two manufacturers?). the dream then took a change of course and i went on to some architectural nonsense.
phew, glad to have written that down, the memory is already fading.
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i had annoying rickshaw dreams last night. fat drunken rude customers making me feel rubbish. much like the reality of last night.
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I had a dream a while back that I could just jump really high on my track bike and do 540's and stuff up curbs and across roads.. as if there was slightly less gravity and I was as nimble as a pro BMXer.
Needless to say it was an awesome dream, I was also riding into people's white picket fences and mowing them all down, just merrily hopping around and being a twat.
I think I remember some backflips, too. Oh and I must of had really thick bouncy tyres coz it was all so comfy.
I wish it was real. Makes me wonder if I'd be good at proper fixed tricks or not.
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](http://www.londonfgss.com/member3318.html)Once had a dream that my mate and I (who deosn't cycle) were chasing Lord Voldemort around Japan on these mental looking Lo-Pro's with disc wheels and the whole shebang!! Everytime we caught up with him he sped up at super speed like the bad guys in Gameboy games and we had to try catch up with him again... Then we chased him through a town at crazy warp speed and up a mountain and when we got to the top we went into a visitor centre and had tea and suddenly loads of my mates were there... -
I dreamt that I developed a cycle simulator for the iPad.. a brain taxing game around London, weaving thro' traffic, track standing at lights balancing the bike, GSIAD tours. Courier missions delivering muffins,, Or watching out for the fuzz while RLJing. You start with a beater, then get upgrades when you survive not getting squished each day at Tokyo Fixed Gear, Brixton Cycles, caffeine fuel stops, food stops at LMNH and bike repair tasks, visits to Liam Sparkes for tattooes..
I must be fricking sad, to dream shite like this up. Oh no this is someone's life I'm playing with :(
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In America, buying stuff for a race and I locked my Shiv outside with a shitty cable lock. I got chatting with the staff and eventually when I returned to the bike it had been swapped with a crappy black MTB. Used the MTB to ride around looking for it in various weird locations that didn't look at all like America. Woke up to realise my phone had died as I'd unplugged the charger to plug in the computrainer. Cue working from home.
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Ha! Sound of hubs helped me retrieve my bike last night!
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Cycling dreams
Posted by
@JimboJones
I find I've been getting cycling dreams recently. they tend to happen if i have been cycling around after a few beers in the evening.
Most recent one I was dreaming I was cycling round north London when I crashed in to a pedestrian standing in the middle of a bus lane, giving me nowehere to go. Another dream was where i cycled up a huge ramp which ended up being so large i fell backwards off it and woke up when i hit the deck. other than the random endings the dreaming of cycling is always pretty fun.
anyone else get the old cycling dreams?