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G.T.
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...and I royally ate ****. I can't believe how many bruises and cuts I have from one little crash.
My legs were a little sore today so I decided to do a little urban exploration. I was near Griffith
Park and decided to take a little path next to the street, slightly off-camber, downslope to my
left, upslope with a 2 ft high cement curb to my right, slightly uphill. I'm poking along and there
is an 8" high utility vault coming up, nothing at all really, but according to the grass growing
around it and the path to the downslope, nobody had been going over the vault. So I lift my front
wheel onto it, roll a foot or two, for some unknown reason come to a sudden stop, my front wheel
twists and gets stuck between the curb and the vault, and I slam into the ground with the end of my
handlebar stuck in my gut. I get up, the front wheel is warped, I ripped a seat that has survived
unscathed for 4 years (longest ever), scraped the **** of my bars, nasty cuts on my shins, a huge
bruise on my hamstring that runs from the back of my knee up to the bottom of my ass, and smaller
bruises all over.
I was only going walking speed and I still don't know how I fell.
Thankfully not a scratch on the new bike and no need to true the front wheel, one of the great
benefits of discs.
Greg
--
"Destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late, the battles we fought were long and hard,
just not to be consumed by rock n' roll..." - The Mekons
My legs were a little sore today so I decided to do a little urban exploration. I was near Griffith
Park and decided to take a little path next to the street, slightly off-camber, downslope to my
left, upslope with a 2 ft high cement curb to my right, slightly uphill. I'm poking along and there
is an 8" high utility vault coming up, nothing at all really, but according to the grass growing
around it and the path to the downslope, nobody had been going over the vault. So I lift my front
wheel onto it, roll a foot or two, for some unknown reason come to a sudden stop, my front wheel
twists and gets stuck between the curb and the vault, and I slam into the ground with the end of my
handlebar stuck in my gut. I get up, the front wheel is warped, I ripped a seat that has survived
unscathed for 4 years (longest ever), scraped the **** of my bars, nasty cuts on my shins, a huge
bruise on my hamstring that runs from the back of my knee up to the bottom of my ass, and smaller
bruises all over.
I was only going walking speed and I still don't know how I fell.
Thankfully not a scratch on the new bike and no need to true the front wheel, one of the great
benefits of discs.
Greg
--
"Destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late, the battles we fought were long and hard,
just not to be consumed by rock n' roll..." - The Mekons