Hurt my darn wrist and chewed meat off my right knee cap and shin. I gotta fly out of town tomorrow at 6 am. I didnt need this.
I was fixing my little yamaha 90 for my grand kids. It's a small bike, rode it to the mail box , tried to turn around and I felt like a circus clown on one of them tiny mini cycles. When I turned, it threw me down. Hard. Bam!. Of course my hand tried to hold onto the throttle......Yep, you guessed it. Peppered me with rocks too. So I decide to walk beside it into my shop when it was running. I had it idleing in gear so it would just go beside me. Yup, when I turned the handle bars to the left, the throttle takes off again, wide open. Ran the darn thing into my cabinet, then into my rocking chair I bought at the cracker barrell, then it went into my electric wheel chair, and ended up crashing into my shop desk and computer. It threw me all over the place. Lucky for me, my wife wiped all the blood off of me, pulled the loose meat off, then cleaned me up and put gauze pads on me. Hurt my pride as much as my body.
Sore bones and skin tomorrow for sure. And the day was going so good.
Wish I could of taped it. Then everyone could of laughed at me all at once.
