What was your greatest muck-up? My ass got owned by my bike when I was 13....Riding down a steep hill to jump a ramp. I made the jump....but it was the landing i didnt nail....crushed walnuts anyone???
YOU'VE BEEN OWNED, BITCH!!!!
What was your greatest muck-up? My ass got owned by my bike when I was 13....Riding down a steep hill to jump a ramp. I made the jump....but it was the landing i didnt nail....crushed walnuts anyone???
lol.Originally Posted by psychodrama_81
What was your greatest muck-up? My ass got owned by my bike when I was 13....Riding down a steep hill to jump a ramp. I made the jump....but it was the landing i didnt nail....crushed walnuts anyone???
I haven't personally had alot of great moments as I wasnt much of a risk taker as a kid... but some friends of mine did some great things..
on time a buddy of mine was riding down a big ass hill on his 10 speed that he had just got for christmas, he was hauling ass and the breaks didnt work all to well.. he tried to go inbetween 2 speed bump and wiped out. he flew off the bike and landed knees first at about 40 MPH while wearing shorts and a tee shirt. he ended up some how landing with one of his knees on top of a bottle cap (you know off the old school glass bottles.) the shattered his knee cap and sanded his other one down until it was basically 1/4 of its normal thickness. it took some physical theropy and about 2 years before he walked normally again. oh and the bike was totaled , not that he gave a shit lol.
:boobies:
One of my worst ownds has to be in Drupason area of residence. I was at Sebastion Inlet doing some surfing just after a nice storm at sea. Waves were jumping close to 20-30 ft high. I decided to head out and see what I could do. Getting owned was all I could muster up. That wave took me straigh to the crest and flipped me under it and carried me straigh to the beach, dumping me into the undertow, thus pulling me back out into the ocean. Only then I got pounded by another, but I dove under enough to wait it out for the set to end. I rode a 1footer back to shore and called it a day. Ugh. Later, QD.
FOR MORE INFO, CLICK THE PIC!!!
Can you say......SHIT! THAT HAD TO FUCKIN HURT!!!!!
not only does that hurt it is scary as hell
:boobies:
i got one of my buddy's. he's into kiteboarding and this one time his kite dragged several feet down the dry sand. his entire back and shoulders had mostly no skin on it.
eww...
:boobies:
Anythings scary that deals with water...which reminds me: I was in Arizona with a friend and they had a pool in their apartment. The water was a deep blue, so I assumed it had to be at least 8ft deep or so....I decided to dive in head-first and i quickly found out it was no more than 4. My neck hurt for about a week, not to menton the big-ass scrape on my forhead that screamed, "You have been"
i used to ride BMX from like age 10-15, and when i was 14 i got owned by a huge double... i tried a "no hander" for the first time and the bars shifted in air... i landed and went off the side of the bike and landed flat on my chest from like 10 feet... Bruised 3 ribs on the left side, 2 on the right.... yeah i was sore for quite some time... 0wn3d by the bicycle
FC - Death by rotary forever
CRX daily... Gas prices suck, i love my HF
means he was a pussy
i used to do stupid shit when i was young... i had a bike downhill back brakes = no worky ... i slammed the brakes while i was goin downhill and u know whats next... my chin = ouch
youch!!!!
alot of bike accidents (sp) well ill add mine ( i have a few but there to long). me and a couple friends were racing down his gravel drive and at the end was a couple holes. i was hauling ass and my chain popped of sending me foward. i hit one of the holes and it acted like a little wall. i shot across my handle bars and i smacked my head into the ground so hard i blacked out. luckly i had on my helmet. i had road rash below my eye to about my upper lip and messed up hands and elbows.
One Big Ass Mistake America
i was running UPSTAIRS my freshman year and i was leaving gym and i was totatlly late cause i stayed a lil longer ballin all these juniors and seniors in and had to rush to my next class, didn't have time to go to my locker so i had a handfull of books...well needless to say tha second to last step owned me and i tripped, books everywhere and worst off this cute sophmore seen it....she later holla'd at me ( when i was a junior) and she brought that up...so owned
i know you love my swagger
OG Black Delegation member
RIP My Homie Elliot Sloan
riding a old school ten speed with the curved handle bars. i was always short for my age back then. speeding through the nieghborhood park and my front tire slipped off the sidewalk causing me to slip off the pedals i was standing on for max speed. metal pedal scrapping the skin off my shin followed by my balls on that damn middle bar. bike was still going fast and i couldnt reach the ground to stop it with my feet and the brakes never crossed my mind. all i know was my balls and shins was throbbing like a mofo and i wanted off. so i leaned over and me and the bike went for a slide through the grass where i layed for a while. i later kicked the bikes ass for not stopping and having that bar in the middle later. i was 13.
Some good stories here
:boobies:
when i was a kid in chi-town, during the summers in the complex i lived in(ok,ok damnit..projects!) the kids in the neighborhood used to race around the parking lot (since it was circular, with one road leading in/out) as fast as we could go on our dirt bikes.
one day instead of racing we decided to lay down some used motor oil this guy had left in the parking lot after changing his oil in a milk jug. mind you it was summer time and this day had to be damn close to 100 degrees. what we did was slide as far as we could (ghetto drifting) and stay on both wheels.
we laid the oil down and forgot about it and went playing. a ferw hours later we came back with bikes and began sliding. i tok my turn and when i did i fell off my bike landed on the asphalt and oil and burned the skin off the right calf...
------------------------------------------------------------------------
6th grade i decide to make a bomb in my room......i get a bunch of firecrakkers and empty the gun powder out in to a thick green glass bottle. when i had the lower end of the bottle filled i lit a match and dropped it into the bottle. the bottle didnt explode but the flames and fire flew straight outta the opening of the bottle and burned my eyebrows nearly off. for the next few hours i smelled burnt hair.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
my dad was in the army and once while i was in elementary school i recall him bringing an M-16 magazine home with him. i took one of the .223 rounds to show to a friend. he had the bright idea of seeing if we could smash the back ofg the round and make the bullet fly out. we took it to his garage and got a hammer and took turns hitting the back of the round. needless to say it went off, the bullet went through his dads lawn mower gas tank and it started a fire...the garage burned down. we never told them what happened 'cause we ran to my house after we couldnt put out the fire. i took the shell and threw it in a creekbed behind his house while we ran to my house to call the fire dept. this is an example:
you are lucky your dumb ass didnt get killed with that bullet lol..when i was a kid in chi-town, during the summers in the complex i lived in(ok,ok damnit..projects!) the kids in the neighborhood used to race around the parking lot (since it was circular, with one road leading in/out) as fast as we could go on our dirt bikes.
one day instead of racing we decided to lay down some used motor oil this guy had left in the parking lot after changing his oil in a milk jug. mind you it was summer time and this day had to be damn close to 100 degrees. what we did was slide as far as we could (ghetto drifting) and stay on both wheels.
we laid the oil down and forgot about it and went playing. a ferw hours later we came back with bikes and began sliding. i tok my turn and when i did i fell off my bike landed on the asphalt and oil and burned the skin off the right calf...
------------------------------------------------------------------------
6th grade i decide to make a bomb in my room......i get a bunch of firecrakkers and empty the gun powder out in to a thick green glass bottle. when i had the lower end of the bottle filled i lit a match and dropped it into the bottle. the bottle didnt explode but the flames and fire flew straight outta the opening of the bottle and burned my eyebrows nearly off. for the next few hours i smelled burnt hair.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
my dad was in the army and once while i was in elementary school i recall him bringing an M-16 magazine home with him. i took one of the .223 rounds to show to a friend. he had the bright idea of seeing if we could smash the back ofg the round and make the bullet fly out. we took it to his garage and got a hammer and took turns hitting the back of the round. needless to say it went off, the bullet went through his dads lawn mower gas tank and it started a fire...the garage burned down. we never told them what happened 'cause we ran to my house after we couldnt put out the fire. i took the shell and threw it in a creekbed behind his house while we ran to my house to call the fire dept. this is an example:
:boobies:
i know you love my swagger
OG Black Delegation member
RIP My Homie Elliot Sloan
hey, we were bad ass kids...
Those crazy slobs. Can't live with, just have to lolol @ them. Later, QD.i was running UPSTAIRS my freshman year and i was leaving gym and i was totatlly late cause i stayed a lil longer ballin all these juniors and seniors in and had to rush to my next class, didn't have time to go to my locker so i had a handfull of books...well needless to say tha second to last step owned me and i tripped, books everywhere and worst off this cute sophmore seen it....she later holla'd at me ( when i was a junior) and she brought that up...so owned
FOR MORE INFO, CLICK THE PIC!!!
SERIOUSLY.......
I came home from school when I was like 7 and all dressed up in my uniform with loafers on and what not. So my elder cousins wer playing cricket in the alley behing my house that uses rocks as a road. So I was batting and got a hit so I started running at full speed to the wicket, I slipped in my dress shoes and my pants tore, I got up and my knee hurt like shit. I looked down fucking 2 Inch rock stuck in my KNEE CAP. I suddenly fainted I was told, then I woke up in like 5 seconds and cried more total fluid then I had peeed that day.
I got owned by a #2 pencil coming home from school one day. I was walking home swinging my backpack, and I didnt know that my sharp-ass pencil jutted through the bottom of my backpack. I never realized the pencil stabbed me until I got home and notice I had a trail of blood leading from the door up to my bedroom, and that the back of my shoe was wet. My mom saw the hole and told me to get on my bed. She didnt have any tweezers, so she used a safety pin to DIG the broken lead out.....that was worse than anything I've ever felt....
any of you ever gotten owned by a car? i got owned by a Fucking Cherokee because some guy wasn't paying attention. walking through the WH parking lot figured the guy was paying attention because there were tons of kids there after a HS football game. He Wasn't. i jumped, got taken out at teh knees (like 15 mph impact), smacked my face on the hood, adn then he freaked out and slammed on the brakes so i fell off it back down to teh pavement and got owed by that too when i hit my face AGAIN!. And to top it off, the guy freaked out and left. Like backed up, went around me and took off real fast like. i was 14. nobody got a plate, not that it would have helped, but what a bastard. Jeeps Hurt.
FC - Death by rotary forever
CRX daily... Gas prices suck, i love my HF
i think this is funny but not sure bc im not laughing yet, but dayum.
We got some pretty messed up stories here....I have plenty more, but I dont wanna mark myself as clumsy and shit....
i was like 13, had one of the gas powered gopeds. well me and my dad made a metal mount and hooked up a lawnmower engine on the top of the back ledge over the wheel, and made a u shaped driveshaft (3 seperate shafts with the angled gears if you can picture it) Well anyways, i was riding down a dirt road by the skatepark i always went to nad at aobut 40 or so hit a patch of sand, front ntire dug in and i went over at least 30 feet forward into the sand and hurt like a bitch. Thats mine. and i hit a car(parked) while i was waving to a friend on a Moped.
You get a +10 for the waving while driving
yeha, it was a pimped out moped too, i had fiberglass saddle bags, a second seat, chrome headligth and tailight guards, led mirrors etc, i was liek 15 and pimped that shit out since i couldnt drive yet.
When I was 4...My sister and I were playing airplane (you know the game where you get up on you tummy on the other persons feet and they hold you up?) Well we had perfected it to where she would toss me off and i would flip and land on my feet.. Well apparently she flipped me off the wrong way and i went head first into the wall.. A concusion and a broken arm later.. I realized I wasnt playing that game anymore..
Val For President
R.I.P. Our Dear Leisa..
ASAP N.E. Chapter VP
No more supra
__________________________________________________ ________________________________________
NIKON Squad member| NikonD40
I was like 13 and my mom didnt tell me that she had put bleach in the water pitcher to clean it out, or whatever she was doing.....dont know why she put it back in the fridge...but anyways, I had just got home from school, and I was EXTREMELY thirsty. So I grabbed a cup a poured me some ('Why didnt I smell the bleach?' you ask, I dont know) But I took two big ass gulps before it hit me. I was all on the floor gagging, thinking Im about to die and shit....that was one of the scariest things that ever happened to me,wned by a water pitcher.....
i got owned this saturday by randomguy
im sure you guys have seen the thread
I got owned by a praying mants yesterday, when it hit me in the face and wanted to fight....the mantis obviously won.....then I stepped on his ass...bitch
Posting Permissions
Reply With Quote
