I was ripping along a gravel road on a vespa, no helmet, and decided at the last minute to cut down a fork in the road and lost control. I laid the scooter down and did a superman across a lot of gravel. my arms protected my head, but the undersides of my forearms and elbow areas were goopy and gooey for like days while they scabbed over.
I remember this grizzled as fuck biker guy in his 50s working construction where I was, saw the blood on my shirt as I was going into a first aid kit, came over, looked my arms up and down, scrunched up his face and said, "that looks like it really fucking hurts."
I was ripping along a gravel road on a vespa, no helmet, and decided at the last minute to cut down a fork in the road and lost control. I laid the scooter down and did a superman across a lot of gravel. my arms protected my head, but the undersides of my forearms and elbow areas were goopy and gooey for like days while they scabbed over.
I remember this grizzled as fuck biker guy in his 50s working construction where I was, saw the blood on my shirt as I was going into a first aid kit, came over, looked my arms up and down, scrunched up his face and said, "that looks like it really fucking hurts."
"hop u mad enuf jelo 2 shar w/ th class"