Bought a bike on the joint credit card 24hrs after I said I wouldn't.
My workplace has widespread abuse of the bicycle purchase scheme (post tax). Basically people use it to avoid their partners finding out. They had to cap the price about a year ago as it was getting really out of hand. On guy topped it at $8k lol.Bought a bike on the joint credit card 24hrs after I said I wouldn't.
Reminds me of a similar story: mate and I are riding from Gympie out towards Tin Can Bay (or somewhere around there anyway) along the main road out of town. I was about ten metres ahead of him when I hear the biggest fucking bang, turn to see him and his bike catapulted through the air into the ditch next to me.And the weirdest - there used to be an old English double decker bus on the Gold Coast, tourist thing. I was riding a pushie up the coast road towards Broadbeach, the bus goes pass and about 20 meters on the BIG GLASS double centre side doors fall off onto the road, I recon about 3 seconds earlier and I would have been a stain on the road/doors!
Wow. You've been blessed with 9 lives.Parachute malfunction
Stuck on a rock face for two hours with only finger tips and toes having purchase, still unsure how I got off
Pile driving rig I was labouring on slipped and feel into the hole as I was leaning in, whackign me on the head and almost pulling me into a 20m hole
Hit by a car square on doing 70km (walked when the little man was red, corner of Chuurch Street and Great Western in Parra)
Held under water as a little kid by another kid who didn't understand drowning
Had firearms pointed at me twice, once by an Indonesian soldier and once by a dude in red undies with holes in them
Hung out of a train door without checking and missed an oncoming train by millimeters (more so a thing for the girl who was looking at me at the time)
The one that stuck in my mind the most was a rugby scrum. I was tight head prop, the second rowers lifted me off the ground, my back arched and the opposing front rowers forced my chin into my chest. I was so crushed I couldn't draw air to scream, felt my vertibrae starting to separate in my neck and had the thought "So this is how I'm going to die. I don't get to say goodbye to anyone". The scrum dropped, I stood up and back/neck went back into place. I never went into another scrum with my back bent again. I can defintely see how people die playing that game.
I can remember a lot of kids being hurt back in my football days. If one side started pushing early and you weren't prepared then the scrum became loose, all sorts of shite happened.Johnny’s scrum story made me squirm more than any other.
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That reminds me of my mountain biking close call. In Castlemaine in central Victoria, there are stacks of old gold mine diggings - there are also a lot of old water races which make great single track.I've had quite a few but the one that will haunt me till the day I die was flying in the air after sliding a moto sideways over a cliff face in a quarry. .
I've heard a few bad stories about old shafts while working in outback country towns.That reminds me of my mountain biking close call. In Castlemaine in central Victoria, there are stacks of old gold mine diggings - there are also a lot of old water races which make great single track.
No one knew I was out riding, let alone where. Probably would never have found my body.
Yeah, same around home. Last one was a few years back, some guy vanished for a week, eventually found his body down a shaft. He fell through a covered one - back in the day they'd lay trees or sleepers over the hole and cover it and a century or so later when the wood had rotted you could be walking across a perfectly normal section of ground and just fall into the earth...I've heard a few bad stories about old shafts while working in outback country towns.