I lent my old laptop to John last September so he could at least hitchhike on the information superhighway. Yesterday I borrowed it back from him temporarily until I get a new one. In the process of updating it, I found a photo of me about 2 years old. I was mountain biking, saw a puddle ahead of me, thought, "How deep can that puddle be?" Rode into it, dropped down chain ring deep, and fell face first. This is the result:
Who says biking is good, clean fun?
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Thank you! Nothing like a good belly laugh in the middle of the afternoon. I'm going off to ride Carl's bike to the bike shop. This could happen to me, thanks for the warning!
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