Even though I am a petrol head and have a fetish for automobiles, the less privileged (read 2 wheeler things) do not seem to interest me. I've never had a good relationship with the fairer sex and (the less privileged) bikes. My memory doesn't fail me, for I can clearly remember that it only the 2nd time I had ridden a scooter and I had ripped open the right hand side of the vehicle. And it continues to be bad since then.
2001 I had my thigh ripped open while the vehicle suffered no injuries :P
2002 I do not know how many times I fell while rolling my father's bike into the garage :P
2003 I still do not know how I could fall while riding on a perfectly table flat road :P
I think my friend Oindril could throw some light on my perpetual "falling down on my knees" tendency.
Oh I think the bad relationship dates further back. I fell from my bicycle to break my arm in the winter of 97.
2007 I am left with a broken leg and shoulder. No doubts. Had to be a 2 wheeler.
I speak all this for I had this phobia of riding a 2 wheeler. Each time I rode one, I felt someone would run over me.
Day 3 of my new found life and I must have driven a good 4.5 hours continuously. I don't mind a painful back or a senseless bum. Yes I mind the dust and the traffic to a great extent though. All that mattered was what I did.
But that does not in any way mean that I still love a 2 wheeler. No way, nothing comes close to something on 4 wheels
2001 I had my thigh ripped open while the vehicle suffered no injuries :P
2002 I do not know how many times I fell while rolling my father's bike into the garage :P
2003 I still do not know how I could fall while riding on a perfectly table flat road :P
I think my friend Oindril could throw some light on my perpetual "falling down on my knees" tendency.
Oh I think the bad relationship dates further back. I fell from my bicycle to break my arm in the winter of 97.
2007 I am left with a broken leg and shoulder. No doubts. Had to be a 2 wheeler.
I speak all this for I had this phobia of riding a 2 wheeler. Each time I rode one, I felt someone would run over me.
Day 3 of my new found life and I must have driven a good 4.5 hours continuously. I don't mind a painful back or a senseless bum. Yes I mind the dust and the traffic to a great extent though. All that mattered was what I did.
But that does not in any way mean that I still love a 2 wheeler. No way, nothing comes close to something on 4 wheels
depends on the perception of the individual...but yes...2 wheelers love to throw you off....even if it costs their lives...
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