Nerf Herder
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Grave digger
It was my birthday ... can't remember the exact one but I think it was 7 or 8yo.
I'd just arrived home from school ... and found Mom home (I thought she was working, but she had arrange to have the day off as it was her Birthday too).
I remember Dad drove into the driveway he was early too (huh, nothing clicked in my Tv addled brain ... damn you Scooby Doo). I can still see that yellow/orangey Kingswood colour of his car ... I had thought he'd forgotten my birthday as he had to leave for work early, and didn't wake me up to give me my swag of pressies like they normally do
He yells out ... "Oi help me with the shopping" ... obviously I was pissing and bitching (coz he forgot my birthday) ... bah ... openned the back door and there it was
He got me this pseudo MX / Dragster / BMX thingy ... was awesome ... Matt Black Frame ... yellow number plate and "Petrol Tank" ... the skinniest (in hindsight) Fattest knobbies eva.
I'd outgrown my fixed kiddie rig ... and there it was my first real bike.
Frig'n awesome ... and boy I still remember the good times on that puppy ... riding no more then a block from my place ... and thinking it was just miles and miles from home.
d'em were the days
It was my birthday ... can't remember the exact one but I think it was 7 or 8yo.
I'd just arrived home from school ... and found Mom home (I thought she was working, but she had arrange to have the day off as it was her Birthday too).
I remember Dad drove into the driveway he was early too (huh, nothing clicked in my Tv addled brain ... damn you Scooby Doo). I can still see that yellow/orangey Kingswood colour of his car ... I had thought he'd forgotten my birthday as he had to leave for work early, and didn't wake me up to give me my swag of pressies like they normally do
He yells out ... "Oi help me with the shopping" ... obviously I was pissing and bitching (coz he forgot my birthday) ... bah ... openned the back door and there it was
He got me this pseudo MX / Dragster / BMX thingy ... was awesome ... Matt Black Frame ... yellow number plate and "Petrol Tank" ... the skinniest (in hindsight) Fattest knobbies eva.
I'd outgrown my fixed kiddie rig ... and there it was my first real bike.
Frig'n awesome ... and boy I still remember the good times on that puppy ... riding no more then a block from my place ... and thinking it was just miles and miles from home.
d'em were the days