When I was a kid I lived on a farm for a few years and some dude who looked like one of those hillbillies straight ought of the movie "Deliverance" down the road let me ride his ten-speed bike (first time I had ever ridden a ten speed.) I think it may have been a Masi Gran Criterium but I can't remember. I was ridin' wheelies around the pasture out behind the barn and accidentally ran over a fresh cow "patty." I didn't think much of it until I felt all of this stuff gettin' flung off the rear tyre and up inta me hair! I made the mistake of lookin' back to see what was hittin' me upside the back of the head and I done got s--t faced! Eeeeuuuwwwww was I mad! I promptly dove into the horse's drinking trough to get that stuff off of me. That old boy with the Masi dern near beat me black 'n' blue when I went to hand him his bicycle back.
Ted E. Baer Palo Alto, CA
Donald Gillies <gillies@cs.ubc.ca> wrote: ok, i cannot believe i'm admitting it, but here it is :
coming home from college one day, i rode my SEKAI 2500 through a pile of broken glass. Like an experienced italian road racer, i reached down with my gloved hand to wipe the glass from my front tire... but what...??? Buon Signore!
My hand was not gloved, so i decided to use my shoe and stick it against the tire, behind the fork. My resulting 360 over the handlebars scared the pizza man (looking out the window at me) more than it scared me, at 5mph. I landed on my backpack without even touching my helmet (at usual, in 33 years of riding and after countless accidents, my helmet has NEVER gotten hit ...) Even the fork was unscathed! Still, don't try this at home ...
- Don Gillies
San Diego, CA, USA