When I was in the Grade 10, Jackass was in it's heyday. A group of friends and I were at a classmates birthday party, a painfully boring birthday party to be precise. Being the dumb kids that we were, it was decided that we should film our own jackass segment in the park down the road.
The idea was for me to ride this BMX bike as fast as I could down a concrete spillway. There was minimal planning and risk assessment, naturally. I got going, one of my friend filming the whole stunt. It was all going well until I reached the bottom. There was a thick layer of algae and grass growing down the bottom. The front wheel of the bike dug in and I flipped over the handlebars. The seat of the bike came over and smashed into the back of my head, my jaw colliding with a concrete block.
I blacked out for a few seconds. I tried to speak when I came to, only moaning without making words. Blood was streaming from my chin, my friends panicked and called the ambulance. I clambered my way out of the drain and laid on the grass.
Needless to say, that is the stupidest thing I've seen, and to make things worse, I was the one doing it. Nothing like a broken collar-bone, 14 stitches, a broken jaw and some smashed teeth to teach you a lesson.
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