Riding a 50 seeems really easy however, i wish i wouldnt have over thought it. My little brother just had a old school 50 motorcyle to him. driving up and down the roads with out a care, my grandma blew her lid, complaining to my dad. "bla bla bla get him off that!" so as usual he listened and i was suppoed to drive it back to my other grandmas on the next street over. Casually driving i noticed i was wearing shorts and began to be extra careful, although i was almost there. Just when i started to relax, the bike began to act up. skidding the back tire, the bike all of a sudden kicked. It jumped out from underneath me and my feet hit the ground. with my hands still on the handle bars the bike slanted over to my right. As i stood over the bike and felt fine, i knew something had to have happened to me, something always does. and just like i said a 2nd degree burn right on the side of my right calf. and its not just a little circle its at least 6 inches in height and a inch wide.
I give props to this kid to explained exactly how i feel. lol :)
P.S. I DID NOT cry.
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