I'll make you feel better:
I don't and have never owned a bike, nor know how to ride one.
It's time to learn
[img]http://www.bensspot.com/SC%201827%20Bike.jpg[/img]
Safety is for faggots.
You're addicted to the adrenaline rush. Lots of people go out and drink or take drugs until they're near death for the same reason. So basically it's totally normal don't worry.
join the army.
[QUOTE=ErectorBeast;17071041]Pfft, pussy, all the hardcore Brazilian kids stand on the top of bullet trains speeding through tunnels[/QUOTE]
All the hardcore Brazillian kids are also living on the streets and being hunted down by death squads.
You do crazy shit when you live in a much dirtier, pint-sized Mirror's Edge.
EDIT: you all act as if I'm not serious, go look up living conditions for homeless kids in Rio if you don't believe me
I have never broken a bone, and I don't want to.... But damn, this sounds fun OP
i ride bikes down hills fast too
but i don't close my eyes jesus christ
Get a job as a bike messenger if you like that shit.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7ah29GqYSY[/media]
op will love this.
Dr. Danger
[QUOTE=Zeke129;17072108]Get a job as a bike messenger if you like that shit.[/QUOTE]
My dream job.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dv-ISen-UTQ[/media]
Goddamn that looks fucking fun.
I've never ever worn a goddamn helmet whilst on a bicycle in my life.
Pussy Americans and their protection.
[QUOTE=SKuM;17070899]I love cycling. It's a big hobby of mine. However, a large part of the reason why I find it so entertaining is because of the sheer stupidity of the shit I do when riding around in the city. A helmet is a foreign concept to me, despite my dangerous antics. During a massive monthly festival in the downtown area of my city, I bike down with a mate of mine, without helmets or lights, and ride around as fast as I can, cutting off cars, motorcycles, and pedestrians. We have two rules: go as fast as you fucking can, and don't stop no matter what. When crossing large intersections, with Led Zeppelin or Jimi Hendrix blasting at full volume in my headphones, I frequently close my eyes and unhook my feet from my toe cages, and pray that the cars flying past me at thirty or forty mph don't pummel the shit out of me. I've had cars hit the back tip of my tire when flying in front of them, I've come within a foot of oncoming traffic, and I've hit pot holes knocking me off my bike when hitting 30 or 35 mph with cars within arm's reach of me.
I'm not suicidal. I'm at least reasonably content with my life, enough so that I don't want to die yet. I'm fully aware of the repercussions my death would have on others, as well as the repercussions to myself if I was seriously injured. Yet I can't seem to bring myself to care about what happens if my astounding luck runs out. Furthermore, I don't understand why I enjoy doing such stupid shit. Do most people's idea of fun push the border of suicide, or am I the only one?[/QUOTE]
every time i see someone riding like this i think to myself "man wouldnt it be awesome if i tought that little shit a lesson" but then i think about how much of a pain in the ass it would be to remove a bicycle from my undercarraige
[QUOTE=AxisofIdiocy;17072588]every time i see someone riding like this i think to myself "man wouldnt it be awesome if i tought that little shit a lesson" but then i think about how much of a pain in the ass it would be to remove a bicycle from my undercarraige[/QUOTE]
Don't worry, I've heard it from guys like you before. Had a half-empty beer bottle shattered over my head once.
If you die, then you deserve it. I don't care one bit for you. Have fun enjoying your short life.
meh it could be worse. you could be one of those fat ladies who pedal just enough to stay up and wobble all over the place to keep from falling over
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those are the ones im really concerned about (they could put a dent in my car)
You know how to have fun, OP!
Well, I would say you should stop this since it is very dangerous. If you can't stop though at least cover your body in wet panda fur when you do it because it has been known to make you very resistant to damage.
Do bmx.
[QUOTE=AxisofIdiocy;17072741]meh it could be worse. you could be one of those fat ladies who pedal just enough to stay up and wobble all over the place to keep from falling over
[editline]05:47PM[/editline]
those are the ones im really concerned about (they could put a dent in my car)[/QUOTE]
just get a truck and worry about your car putting a dent in them
die
Haven't you ever thought about the other people and what if they hit you; not as you're gonna get hurt, but the mental consequences for them.
Holy shit stupid teens and their "I'm so cool I can do anything I want."
hahah you use toe clips you
You're going to kill yourself OP.
Learn the fucking rules of the road. I hate it when other cyclists think they're cars - they're not. You can't accelerate as fast, you're small as shit and usually in a blind spot. I also hate cyclists who don't stop for intersections and stop signs; just because you can't accelerate as fast doesn't mean you can't gun it through intersections because you have to keep your momentum.
If you're a fixie-riding hipster type though, then go ahead and kill yourself.
[QUOTE=Augmatic Disport;17072172]Dr. Danger[/QUOTE]
Dr. Darwin
I hate cities. I love riding my bike out in the countryside either as dawn breaks or as the sun begins to set. Its very beautiful and enjoyable.
Not gonna lie, seems fun, until the inevitable happens...
[QUOTE=SKuM;17070899]I love cycling. It's a big hobby of mine. However, a large part of the reason why I find it so entertaining is because of the sheer stupidity of the shit I do when riding around in the city. A helmet is a foreign concept to me, despite my dangerous antics. During a massive monthly festival in the downtown area of my city, I bike down with a mate of mine, without helmets or lights, and ride around as fast as I can, cutting off cars, motorcycles, and pedestrians. We have two rules: go as fast as you fucking can, and don't stop no matter what. When crossing large intersections, with Led Zeppelin or Jimi Hendrix blasting at full volume in my headphones, I frequently close my eyes and unhook my feet from my toe cages, and pray that the cars flying past me at thirty or forty mph don't pummel the shit out of me. I've had cars hit the back tip of my tire when flying in front of them, I've come within a foot of oncoming traffic, and I've hit pot holes knocking me off my bike when hitting 30 or 35 mph with cars within arm's reach of me.
I'm not suicidal. I'm at least reasonably content with my life, enough so that I don't want to die yet. I'm fully aware of the repercussions my death would have on others, as well as the repercussions to myself if I was seriously injured. Yet I can't seem to bring myself to care about what happens if my astounding luck runs out. Furthermore, I don't understand why I enjoy doing such stupid shit. Do most people's idea of fun push the border of suicide, or am I the only one?[/QUOTE]
Start smoking weed instead.
Y'could tell a [B]the[/B][I]rapist[/I] instead of Facepunch.
But shit happens, and you'll get it some day.
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