StarvedEpi
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messaged by a friend last night to go hang out which we do, nothing happens for the time im there and i decide its about time to go back home. seeing's its a a nice warm summer night i say fuck it and decide to ride my motor bike in the mountain range near me, I head up the hill uneventfully going relatively slow until i arrive at the stop sign where i had to turn left and i have to give way to a car going the same direction as a i want to go. normally at moments like this i would be fuming becuase im stuck behind some fag in a 4x4 truck who goes 20 under and refuses to let you in front but this time it was a beamer pinning it down this road, my monkey brains lights up and i start giving chase to it.
I lock the fuck in start doing every turn like im Valentino Rossi and somehow manage to keep up with this beamer down the Twisty roads reaching the highway overpass which we fly through. my engine is screaming at 11 000 RPM bouncing off of the limiter as we begin to climb the mountain. at this moment i hit some a bump on the road and my bikes begins to death wabble for what felt like a eternity but i manage to get in back in control and pull over on the shoulder of the road. i can could feel my chest beating so hard i felt like i was gonna get heart attack. the beamer notices i stopped trailing it, turns around to check that i didnt die and pulls up next to me to ask if im ok. I tell him what happened and have a laugh with him about it, we speak for a few mins then he tells me to take it easy and then zooms away. you would probs think i decided to call it a night and ride home very slowly which i did
TLDR: I hit something small on the road going very fast on my motorbike, got into a death wabble and nearly died
I lock the fuck in start doing every turn like im Valentino Rossi and somehow manage to keep up with this beamer down the Twisty roads reaching the highway overpass which we fly through. my engine is screaming at 11 000 RPM bouncing off of the limiter as we begin to climb the mountain. at this moment i hit some a bump on the road and my bikes begins to death wabble for what felt like a eternity but i manage to get in back in control and pull over on the shoulder of the road. i can could feel my chest beating so hard i felt like i was gonna get heart attack. the beamer notices i stopped trailing it, turns around to check that i didnt die and pulls up next to me to ask if im ok. I tell him what happened and have a laugh with him about it, we speak for a few mins then he tells me to take it easy and then zooms away. you would probs think i decided to call it a night and ride home very slowly which i did
TLDR: I hit something small on the road going very fast on my motorbike, got into a death wabble and nearly died
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