joebingo
Über Member
- Location
- London, England
So, I was cycling along in a God like fashion - no handed for 1.5 miles and just general cycling mastery. I'm coming up to my house, slow to a crawl (my low speed control skills are like that of Danny MacAskill - aforementioned cycling mastery) and turn into my driveway. In the process, I pushed my handlebars too hard and ended up with the front wheel at a right angle to the frame, sudden halt and a very silly topple. I landed clamping my leg between the saddle, handlebar and frame.
So I get up, and limp to my door, thankful that I have a very late night commute meaning no-one was around to see me.
So I get up, and limp to my door, thankful that I have a very late night commute meaning no-one was around to see me.