I took a spin on my bike this evening, and came across this fellow by the name of Matt doing some eye popping jumps. I told him I'd like to take some shots. He said fine. He made a couple of jumps. I took a couple of shots. Then he said he'd do one more and this time he'd throw in a trick. Little did I know he was going to pull a 360 degree head-over-heels.
It was a dynamite jump, but he landed just a bit short and the frame of his bike snapped in two. He came up a little dusty, noted the condition of his bike and simply said, "Time to get a new bike." If it had been me they'd be carrying me off on a stretcher...if at all.
