Two Firsts In One Day
Yesterday I rode a motorcycle for the first time. It was a little dirt bike, just a 150cc thing. Getting the controls down was not so difficult, and it was remarkably easy to ride. It went over lumpy ground and hills and bumps without a problem, and I took it for a spin on some back roads. When I was bringing it back to the cabin, though, I took a turn too sharply on the gravel driveway, forgot how the controls worked, and down I went. Crash! That was my other first: I wrecked a motorcycle for the first time. It was quite exciting.
Don't worry, though, loyal readers. I scraped up a knee (my other knee) and ripped a little hole in my jeans, but aside from that I was very uninjured. Even my pride was intact!
The rest of the weekend was a blast. Life is really good right now.
Don't worry, though, loyal readers. I scraped up a knee (my other knee) and ripped a little hole in my jeans, but aside from that I was very uninjured. Even my pride was intact!
The rest of the weekend was a blast. Life is really good right now.