I know you'll all be thinking this is entirely relevant to contracting.
Let's share those grisly and amusing tales of near-oblivion on the roads/paths/wherever. In a car, on a bike or motorbike, or even just changing a lightbulb or climbing a ladder.
A true 'time slowed down' moment for me, and in a way it was awesome:
Was seeing how fast I could go on a new pushbike some years ago, and wellied it up to top gear at around 35mph down a country lane.
Then - wallop - my bike simply wasn't underneath me anymore, it just wasn't there. Bizarre, I thought to myself, looking down at the road, and my hands in the drop-handlebars position but no bars.
This seemed to go on with me travelling forwards in space on a no-bike for a few seconds, as I wondered where my bike had gone.
As gravity 'slowly' pulled me to the floor, I had time to think about how I was going to land, and prepared myself, gloved hands outstretched, trying not to destroy my knees...
As I landed and slid along the road, I looked up, and saw my bike fly above and past me, turning a perfect somersault in the air, and crashing to the ground, destroying the rims, forks and bars, and pretty much everything.
I got up and a passer-by was running towards me to check if I was ok. Turns out my tyre had hit a small rock and the bike just flipped up and around me. I had some grazes and torn patches of clothing, a knackered bike, but I just started laughing.
Bizarre how time seems to slow down like this.
Let's share those grisly and amusing tales of near-oblivion on the roads/paths/wherever. In a car, on a bike or motorbike, or even just changing a lightbulb or climbing a ladder.
A true 'time slowed down' moment for me, and in a way it was awesome:
Was seeing how fast I could go on a new pushbike some years ago, and wellied it up to top gear at around 35mph down a country lane.
Then - wallop - my bike simply wasn't underneath me anymore, it just wasn't there. Bizarre, I thought to myself, looking down at the road, and my hands in the drop-handlebars position but no bars.
This seemed to go on with me travelling forwards in space on a no-bike for a few seconds, as I wondered where my bike had gone.
As gravity 'slowly' pulled me to the floor, I had time to think about how I was going to land, and prepared myself, gloved hands outstretched, trying not to destroy my knees...
As I landed and slid along the road, I looked up, and saw my bike fly above and past me, turning a perfect somersault in the air, and crashing to the ground, destroying the rims, forks and bars, and pretty much everything.
I got up and a passer-by was running towards me to check if I was ok. Turns out my tyre had hit a small rock and the bike just flipped up and around me. I had some grazes and torn patches of clothing, a knackered bike, but I just started laughing.
Bizarre how time seems to slow down like this.
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