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Originally Posted by Metallover
So today in cross country, it was a milage day. easy day. Me an 4 other kids ran to one of their houses half a mile away from the high school. We ate half a gallon of ice cream, a few small bags of chips, a few peach cups, and countless other foods. We then played with his clay pigeon shooter in his garage and then we ran back.
As we approached the highschool we saw a middle aged woman riding an old bike towards us. As she passed, we said hi. She said hi. Then we hear a bang on a street sign and look back. It was a wide sidewalk with a lightpole in the middle. She rode right into the pole! 
Just as funny my friend told me a story. He was racing this kid back in ~5th grade home on bikes. It was Braden vs Dylan. Dylan went to pass braden in the grass. Well, there was one of those signs with two poles and a banner across the top. He smacked his face right on the sign! Fell off his bike; face all bloodied up! His bike kept going, and ended up in the street... right in front of a car! The car ran over his bike, totalled it, and the car kept on going!! Braden laughed at Dylan for a second or two then rode off..
Wow, glad I could tell my boring stories to someone.. Someone will read em. Ready for the burns! |
You slacker. I ran 28 miles today. Not all at practice though...