Good stuff SD. The Clutch "BMX grips" gave me a grin: Me and Pard thought we were hot shit jumping over the neighbor's Buick La Sabre trunk with three (fucking THREE) cinder blocks. I lived on a hill--no shit

. One time Pard was on a borrowed bike: At his apex the front wheel decided to be free of bicycle oppression. Hang time was sufficient for a "SON OF A BITCH" exclamation.
It was all slow motion from there. It still gives me chills. The wheel floated slightly below the fork keeping pace; a perfect rear wheel landing was accomplished for a couple reasons--the forks dug into the new blacktop then physics enjoyed their day fucking.
Somehow and thank God-- Pard only received road rash on his palms between 30 and 40mph: WTF?!
FUN FACT: All adventures were banana seat inclusive. We loved a banana under our asses. EXTREME!!
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