Have you ever seen your bone before? I know I have and it didn’t feel the best. This is when I broke my arm on my dirt bike that is 45 years old.
I bought my dirt bike in 2016 from my uncle. I bought it for $400. It was a 1972 Suzuki 125cc. It became a horrible idea to ride it about 6 months later or at least how I was riding it on that day.
When I rode my dirt bike I rode it fast and did a lot of sharp turns when I was riding it and when I rode it it was almost always really dry.
One day I was riding when the grass was turning grey because of how dry it was.
I was going really fast at that time and I made a really sharp turn. Then my back tire slid out from under me putting the dirt bike on top of my legs burning one of them on the jug (something that gets really hot on the motor.) I heard the engine rev out and turn off. Then my arm acted like it had a mind of its own and decided to karate chop it and that’s when it happened. Snap, my arm had broken from trying to get revenge for burning my knee. Then I pushed the dirt bike off my leg after I got the other one free. Then I ran up to my house, with my arm dangling, into the garage after screaming.That’s when my father had walked into the garage to see what’s wrong to find out I had broken my arm. …show more content…
Then I got into the truck and then drove to town (which is 15 minutes away.) I couldn’t help but be proud for the first time I broke my arm. Each time we hit a bump it hurt worse and worse. Then we arrived at the hospital of what felt like an eternity to meet my scared mother there. I had to get x-rays and the boring things like morphine. Then they had to put a cast on that lasted a week to go to a brace and after 6 months I was
I bought my dirt bike in 2016 from my uncle. I bought it for $400. It was a 1972 Suzuki 125cc. It became a horrible idea to ride it about 6 months later or at least how I was riding it on that day.
When I rode my dirt bike I rode it fast and did a lot of sharp turns when I was riding it and when I rode it it was almost always really dry.
One day I was riding when the grass was turning grey because of how dry it was.
I was going really fast at that time and I made a really sharp turn. Then my back tire slid out from under me putting the dirt bike on top of my legs burning one of them on the jug (something that gets really hot on the motor.) I heard the engine rev out and turn off. Then my arm acted like it had a mind of its own and decided to karate chop it and that’s when it happened. Snap, my arm had broken from trying to get revenge for burning my knee. Then I pushed the dirt bike off my leg after I got the other one free. Then I ran up to my house, with my arm dangling, into the garage after screaming.That’s when my father had walked into the garage to see what’s wrong to find out I had broken my arm. …show more content…
Then I got into the truck and then drove to town (which is 15 minutes away.) I couldn’t help but be proud for the first time I broke my arm. Each time we hit a bump it hurt worse and worse. Then we arrived at the hospital of what felt like an eternity to meet my scared mother there. I had to get x-rays and the boring things like morphine. Then they had to put a cast on that lasted a week to go to a brace and after 6 months I was