Guest thebigdog Posted August 10, 2011 Report Share Posted August 10, 2011 after watching the olympics or summit with the pole vault in it, when about 5 or 6, i thought i can do that. went out my grannys back garden and found me a pole (bambo cane for holding up plants) and started running up and down the garden trying to vault, i didnt get off the ground at all so i decided i needed to vault from a height, so i climbs up on the dog kennel, took a big run and vaulted majestically, for a second until the bambo snaped in half ,sending the bit in my hand through the roof of my mouth and almost straight into my brain. another time as a kid i had my hand on the door frame of a open door, when some cnut opens the back door sending a gust of wind through the house slamming the front door on my hand, taking of the top of the second finger on my left hand. cant move the fingers on me left hand as fast as the ones on me right, and my finger still looks retarded Quote Link to post Share on other sites
greg64 2,849 Posted August 11, 2011 Report Share Posted August 11, 2011 I THINK ANYONE THAT HUNTS WITH A DOG WILL HAVE A STORY ...... I CERTAINLY HAVE A FEW ,... ONE OF THE WORST WAS WHEN I HAD A DAFT PUP OUT LAMPING , I ALWAYS START THEM ON THE LAMP FIRST AS IVE FOUND THE RETRIEVE TO HAND WITH A LIVE ONE COMES EASIER TO MOST ....ESPECIALLY SALUKI BLOODED COURSING LINES ..... ANYWAY THE BITCH WAS MENTALLY VERY PUPPYISH ...... IT WAS THE END OF SEASON AND EVERYWHERE HAD JUST ABOUT BEEN RUN TO DEATH , APART FROM A LOCAL KEEPERED SPOT THAT WAS KNOWN TO BE VERY " HOT " WELL OFF WE GOES .... ALLS WELL FOR ABOUT THE FIRST HOUR A GOOD FEW IN THE BAG AND THEN I GET HIT BY A LAMP FROM A MOTOR THE SIZE OF A BIN LID ,.... TALK ABOUT LIGHTING UP THE FIELD , !!! I SET OFF TO THE WALL AT A JOG WITH THE PUP THINKING IT WAS A GAME RUNNING INTO ME , GRABBING MY COAT SLEEVE ... THE DAFT SOD HAD ME OVER TWICE IN THE FIRST FIELD WITH THE 4X4 CLOSING QUICKLY NOT TO PANICK ...... I THINK , A WALL HERE ..... OVER I WENT , TROUBLE WAS IT WAS A GOOD DROP ON THE OTHERSIDE , I WAS DAZED WITH THE PUP LICKING MY FACE AND MY HEAD SPINNING , THE BATTERY HAD FLICKED UP AND BANGED MY HEAD , I PULLED MYSELF TOGETHER AND JOGGED TO A WOOD , THE PUP STILL RUNNING INTO ME AND MY TEMPER RISING BY THE SECOND ....... WELL I DROPPED ON TO THE ROAD AFTER STASHING THE LAMP ETC AND SET OFF AT A STEADY PACE TO THE MOTOR , WHEN JOHNNY RAMBO AND HIS GANG TURNED UP IN THE 4X4 , APPARENTLY THEY WERE GOING TO GIVE A LOWLIFE SUCH AS I A HAMMERING AND NOT BEING THE TYPE TO TURN DOWN AN INVITATION I PROMPTY SET TO ... LAYING LOW THE TWO BIGGEST AND STARTED TO CONSENTRATE ON THE MOUTH PIECE WHEN I FELT A SHOOTING PAIN UP THE LEG , FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER TWO ........ THE DAFT PUP HAD LATCHED ON TO MY THIGH IN THE DARK ,.... HOWS ABOUT THAT FOR LOYALTY ????? ALL THE BEST DUCKWING LOVEING THAT TUNE DUCKWING Quote Link to post Share on other sites
B.P.R 2,798 Posted August 11, 2011 Report Share Posted August 11, 2011 When I raced motorcross i was just getting used to my Suzuki 85 out on a track up Cheshire before I went to the nationals in Ireland( can't remember the track name, something Martin?) I had been taking this table top particularly slow as to hit it hard and land on the other side of the jump was a far distance. After a few practice laps my dad said enough was enough and we went home, everything in order for the trip to Ireland's the following week. Sat at home on the Friday I was begging my dad to let ms race on the Saturday but he was adamant I wast going to race incase I got injured. So I pestered him all night. Sat morning came and I was up and jumping all over his bed. Packed the kit and headed the the race. Cut a long story short..... Sat at the start gate and y dad was sorting my goggles, telling me to sit at the back and make sure the bikes Working good. The '5' board came up and i remember leaning over the bike and full throttle, my dad realising at this point I was in it to win it shouting 'dont race ya Eejit!'...... Gate dropped and I was on a flyer first into the corner and feeling good hit the tabletop at full whack forgetting how long it was, back wheel hit the top of the ramp and flipped me over the handlebars, body armour hit the handlebars and split the shoulder protector which snapped my shoulder in half. Dad ran over to me and hit me in the same Shoulder with the umbrella shouting 'what did I tell you ya b*****d- all that money spent on the trip to Ireland wasted' We went to ireland but I just watched. I dint think about it at the time but the guy who i beat a week before was matt winstanley who is a supermoto champ now was the winner of the nationals. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Tallyho 181 Posted August 11, 2011 Report Share Posted August 11, 2011 Nothing too exciting but when i was about 6 -7 i wandered on to somones front lawn to stroke a terrier that was sat there, bent down and the f****r had me in the face still got a scar on my top lip, another time my mum had a dobermann nasty f****r and being a kid i cuddled him which resulted in him turning and biting me on the neck and at the same time he slamed me in to the wall next to us so had to have stitchs in me neck and head , other than that touch wood no other injuries . Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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