Originally posted by Blue Catt
And what, pray tell, were you were wearing when you and the fireplace met with yr doom that fateful day in Malaysia.
From a previous post about my fireplace and me and our doom...
"the next thing i knew, I was sitting on the road spitting blood out of me mouth...together with flesh... apparently I had slammed the road face first, bit me mouth so hard I tore it open on the insides... thank god for me full face...otherwise I would not have a chin now... hands torn up...knee blown and wrist and foot sprained.... and I managed to ride it back....in pain that is... at monotonous speeds... wind against wounds are farking painful."
I was wearing a full face, armoured jacket, jeans. I was only short of gloves which caused my hands to rip. Knee blown and wrist and leg sprained come even with protection.
If I was dressed up like that fella in the pic, I would have suffered worse. I learnt the important lesson about gloves while riding.
and by the way.... BC...I realise continous bashing from you towards me since the beginning. You dont like me in here, just say it.
I know I aint a member, I know I dont have a bike now, I know I ride like a squid, I know I am a young boy who lives with his parents, I know I have no money just as yet because I am a student thus disabling me to get a bike, I know I dont match up to you fellas in a lot of things...
I AM FARKING TRYING!!!
When I had the bike, I went for track days by myself to improve. Spent all my farking money on the sport I love the farking sport. Found myself you bunch of guys who love it as much as I did. Hanged around with you so as to learn more...listened to all the advice that floated around...
I volunteered my help if you guys needed anything, having track days, help to work on your bikes although I knew shite...would have been happy just watching someone wrenching the bike.... I wanted to help in any fucking way I could because I wanted to help build this sport in Singapore. Limited I am in many ways...but I farking tried!!
This club I thought was about building this sport. Besides its social aspects, its mission was to broaden bike racing in Spore. The funny thing is...someone wants to really help but is put away into the corner as a joke.
Argh...fark it...you chaps are just gonna regard this a whining lil bastid's rantings about how no one likes him and ignores him all the time and that I am blowing this out of proportion and that the piss was just being taken out off me.....it might be.....but i guees there is meaning to what i said...... but if only you all knew.....
Ps...BC...and to think that you were the one who inspired me in the beginning...always looked up to you....