About a month ago, I realy wanted to smoke the dub I had, but both my parents were home and my cars tabs were expired, so I couldn't go anywhere. So I decided to tell my parents I was going for a bike ride. I biked down the street to a school near my house and down the schools nature trail. Once I was pretty far down the trail, I got off my bike, left the path, and smoked my dub. It was some pretty good stuff, so I got decently blazed. Not wanting to go back home, I decided to bike to the dam to get a snack out of the vending machine. I turned my iPod to pink floyd, and was off. After about 5 minutes, I came across a construction site. It was fenced off, but I didn't see anyone in it, so I decided to hop the fence and check it out. Once inside, I found a buldozer. I then thought that it would be fun to lay on the roof of it and listen to music. So I climed Onto the roof and just relaxed and looked at the clowds. About two minutes later, I thought I heard yelling. So I took off my headphones and looked up; sure enough, there was an angrey construction worker running twords me yelling. I jumped off the buldozer and ran to the fence yelling "IM SORRY!" apparently he didn't care that much, cause he let me clime the fence and bike away. So, I was biking down the path listening to twighlight zone by golden earring (an AMAZING song when your high) and I was totaly zoned out. I don't even know if my eyes were opened. That's when I hit him I rammed another biker from behind and he went skidding off the road and crashed. Thinking that it would be a horrible idea to go back, all I could do was look back and yell "umm... Sorry!" Ok, so it wasn't that great of a story, but I wanted to share it
:rofl: I wouldn't have gone back to help him either =/ He probably would have been pissed and I don't think crashing on a bike will injure him too badly. Lets say it was you that got hit..if the guy came back you would be pissed and you probably wouldn't need his help. Shit happens.
