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I went to Woking today.
It was very cold and sunny. I got there at about half past nine, and I stayed there until about half past eleven.
I liked it because the sky has been grey and dull for aaaaaages, and I always feel happy when the sky is blue and sunny - I think I must be solar powered!
I was walking round in a shop for work, looking at some work that I will have to get some people to do in the shop in a couple of weeks or so.
Then I drove back to the office, and did some phone calls, and some emails, and some stuff on the computer.
Don't I have an exciting life!!
I ride a mountain bike - it's had bent handlebars for the last four years.
It has an aluminium frame, which I've cracked and had welded twice.
I am on a rebuilt wheel (you can get new ones, you know!!)
well thats a problem in itself. my bike now has no front wheel and the handle bars are bent. i was jumping hills a while back and i ran into a rock and fell into a stream. the best part is it was in the middle of winter so the stream was cold as hell.
Originally posted by MoistNote well, kilo i guess i could compare it to nothing. i don't like thrills.
Have you never done anything, and thought to yourself "bloody hell this is dangerous!!!"?
It's the best fun you can have (well, assuming you get away with it.)
To start off - go buy a skateboard, find the biggest, steepest hill you can, and skate down it - once you are rolling faster than you can run, you know that you either ride it out, and maybe crash, or you jump off and definitely crash.
It's an interesting dilemma.
And when you get to the bottom (crash or no crash) it feels great!!
I hope I don't too, Moist.
I can't describe it - people who don't ride look at people who do ride bikes, and they see someone going fast, almost totally vulnerable, exposed, and unprotected.
They wouldn't even dream of driving their car without a seatbelt on, and certainly can't understand why someone would ride a bike.
You can't explain it - it's a bit like a drug - it gets under your skin, you know it's dangerous, and you almost feed off it (it releases an awful lot of adrenaline into your system, - unless you know what that's like, you won't really get it).
I had a bad crash, nearly lost my leg, and took 18 months before I could walk properly again - and what's the first thing I wanted to do when my leg was strong enough?
Yup, I had ta get back on (my other bike, the one I crashed was written off) and go ride again - I had missed it sooo much!!
I'm guessin, coz I've never done it, but it's probably a similar buzz to freefall parachute, or bungee, or something like that.
Anyway, catch y'all later,
My fascination is speed.
I never feel so alive as when I am going really, REALLY fast.
Actually that's not exactly true - the fastest I've been didn't feel fast, so it didn't count - when you're doing 600mph at 35,000 feet, you have no reference to judge your speed, so it doesn't excite you.
Doing 120mph down a country road on a bike, with trees, drystone walls and hedges flying past only a couple of metres from your head feels fast-as-f00k, and that is a rush.
You get that feeling much more raw and real than in a car - being inside something, and looking out through windows detaches you from the experience quite a bit, you need to be exposed to it.
Oh yeah, but it can go wrong - I busted my leg real bad in a crash in April 2001, I nealry had to have the leg amputated, but I got away with it.
I was on crutches for 9 months, and had to learn to walk again.
I got seven scars from three operations, and my leg is held together by an 18 inch metal rod which is drilled in inside the middle of the bits of bone.
But that was one crash in 8 years of riding - I still ride, I guess you can't have real fun without danger, and I'd rather have a short fun life, than a long, boring safe one.
I forgot to mention when I went to Woking, I drove really fast, didn't I? hehe!!
i used to have a fasination with fire and blood. not a good match when your parents question your sanity. enough to put you in a mental hospital. other than that my story of my life has consisted of eating, playing cs, and checking my internet forums. and occasionaly 2 hours a day) i map some for cs. beat that kilo.
my friend used to be a crazy pyro. when his mom left he would go into his backyard and spell his name with gas and stuff and light it. a bunch of kids went to his house one day and at the end of the day they had emptied 2 boxes of 1,000 matches.