Injuries anyone?

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Injuries anyone?

November 07, 2005, 08:11:53 PM

Came across a thread about injuries on another board, thought id start one here

ill start it off with a few stories

i was at a skatepark, BMX, and i was growing balls, hanging out with some guys, they were shredding, and i wanted to learn from them, so i was watching. What caught my eye is these guys were hitting up this bank to wall, 6ft bank to a 6ft wall, i watched them fakie wall ride it a few times, and ive been wanting to learn, so i went for it. First time, i got the bike vertical on the wall, but bailed, second time, same thing. Third time i thought "**** it, im landing it", so i get up there, front tire almost rolls to the top edge of the wall, i go to hop back and come down the bank fakie...instead my bike stops as it hits the bank, and ditches me from about 8ft up or so, so i had the momentum of a 12ft drop, so i land on my ass, tailbone first, roll back and slam my nugget on the concrete with no helmet, and slam my elbow, splitting it open pretty bad, needing stiches, took me about a half hour to get my balance back, then i kept riding, the next day, everything from my head to my knee's was killing me, i must have compressed all of the cartilage in my body and caused it to become enflammed...it hurt to drive my car, and i have a hydrolic clutch

when i was maybe 13, we had some dirt jumps, and i was known to be the complete crazy , i wasnt too good on bike then, but i had balls to make up for it. well, we just build this big ****ing jump, and everyone was scared to hit it, so i went for it, i did a roll up, looked good, so i came down the trail full sprint, balls to the wall, front lipped off the jump, just as the rear tire was going to hit the lip, and i was going to pull it up, the ****er sank, slamming the nose down, and pitching me over the bars faster than i could put my hands in front of me, all i remember after that was waking up with my friends standing over me

the the skatepark i went to, if you opened the door, you were basically dumped into the 6ft mini, well i was riding the mini, and someone walked in, so i look over, mid air, hit the ground, landing on my sholder, and out popped the left sholder, minorly dislocated it, it went back in, but my entire arm was tingling, and the pain was unbearable

i was just learning to 360, so i would lip up this roll in and throw the 360, well at one point, i landed hard, and my knee was locked straight when i landed, basically jamming my knee, and acting like a spring tossing me and my bike into a 4ft bowl, i got up and all you hear is "SNAP!", the initial pop hurt really bad, but then my knee felt better

now to some non-riding:

i was in a parking lot, and it had a dividing wall and a handrail on top, i didnt feel like walking around, so i jumped up, grabbed the rail, my left arm missed, and my right arm got it, and the way my weight came down, it pulled my sholder right out of socket, i pulled myself up, and had to slam my arm into a wall to get it back in, you have no idea how bad that hurt, i was almost crying my ass off...and its rare as **** i cry, my sholder hasnt been the same since, it pops, cracks, hurts, its nasty

i was at my old job, cutting some tubing out of the roof of a box truck, had the cutting torch out, torching away, watching the blobs of molten metal hit the ground and make sparks across the trailer, well one big ass glob went down my sleeve and burned about 1/4" into my arm, it smelled like total shiznit, and amazingly, the scar is almost gone

ive had various sprains, twists, jams, ground beef, jammed joints, cuts, bruises, swelling...its amazing im alive sometimes, had a few cuncussions

Injuries anyone?

Reply #1 – November 07, 2005, 08:27:58 PM

When i was in 2nd grade guessing i was about 7, we livied in dillon, Well on my brothers birthday my dad took us to Ripley's beleive it or not. Well anyway on our way home we were on a 4 lane 60 Mph road taking an exit ramp, My dad had an old Ford van that he drove everywhere. going down the exit ramp Iwas leaning against the passenger door talking to my brothers when the dorr flew open. Out i went rolled down the Highway and into a ditch. What was funny is i got up and chased the van thinking my dad was going to leave me. He didnt stop cause he thought i was under the van and didnt want to drag the tires over me. Anyway I ended up with Road rash (3rd degree burns) on my knees elbows, right shoulder and lower back, we were at the beach so i was wearing flip flops My toes were square and i had to have staples put in the back of my head. Needless to say I always wear a seat belt.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #2 – November 07, 2005, 08:29:47 PM

well lets see. When i was 3 i was being a normal kid jumping on my parents bed. Well im jumping around and my little sis joined in well she pushed me and i wacked my head hard on the headboard. needed a few stitches.

Then after that i was 17 playing football for my high school it was an away game. a good distance from home. and my parents coldn't make it. so we get 5 plays into the game and this little short shiznit chop blocks me and grabs my one foot. so i spin to get out of the hold and then you just hear a huge pop! i didn't know if i blew out my knee or what. but coaches came out picked me up and i tryed to walk off thinking i just spraned it. nope i almost fell on my face again. if they didn't catch me i was going down again. thats when i knew it was broken. and i had to have surgery to fix it. now i have a six inch plate and screws in my ankle and about a 7 inch scar to remind me. and belive it or not that was the most pain ive ever felt in my life. even tattoos don't hurt as mutch as a broken bone.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #3 – November 07, 2005, 08:41:45 PM

I had one similar to your "jump" incident, where we put a sheet of plywood up against a manhole. The manhole was on a "service road", and was not flush with the ground - in fact, it was built up about two feet above ground level. Made for quite an impressive jump when the plywood was added, and even more impressive when one's run-on started in the mall parking lot across the street, down the 45-degree embankment, and across the short crusher dust section before hitting the jump. We had jumped it a few times starting from the bottom of the parking lot, but I decided to get brave and started all the way up by the mall. I came screaming down the hill, hit that embankment, crossed the street, and hit the jump. So far so good. As soon as my rear wheel left that sheet of plywood, not one but both handgrips slid off the handlebars, leaving me with absolutely no contact with the handlebars for the imminent landing. The last thing I remember was looking at the grips, then everything went black. I awoke several minutes later fully tangled in my now very wrecked bicycle, and completely alone. The bike is still in the lake...

Another time I was riding at top speed through a foot path (my town is full of miles and miles of paved foot paths that criss-cross in every direction) and came to a T-style intersection. Normally I would have had no problem negotiating the turn, but this particular turn was covered in sand, left over from winter. I slammed broadside into the fence next to the intersection and took down a complete section of the fence.

More stupid bicycle tricks: First snow of the season, and it was a deep, but light & fluffy snowfall. We decided it was fun to run our bicycles into the snow banks left behind the snow plow. And fun it was, until I nailed one as fast as my ass could carry me and discovered the large granite stone in the center of the snow pile. There was at least thirty feet of completely unmolested snow between where I landed and where the bicycle landed. The impact broke the bike in two. Its final resting place was down a storm sewer with a loose lid :D

We had some pretty spectacular and mostly on purpose multi-bike pileups on the frozen lake one year, too, where we'd all come from different directions and crash in a given location (usually with plenty of powdered snow for effect). The guy that took the pictures ended up moving away, but they were pretty cool stuff.

My buddy Trevor had some of the funnier ones, though, including the time he crossed a busy road while travelling one of the aforementioned foot paths, never bothering to slow down and look for traffic, and plowed into the side of a brand new Dodge Spirit. He hit that car so hard the toes blew out of his Nikes. His head broke the window, and the kid in the child seat sitting behind that window was most unimpressed. The incident cost his parents $800 for a new window and bodywork to the door. They didn't charge for the counselling that poor kid undoubtedly required...

Same friend, different foot path. On these foot paths they erect steel gates every so often to prevent people from driving small cars and motorcycles through them. In the winter they remove the gates so they can fit the Bobcat with the plow through, and in the spring they are sometimes late in reinstalling them. My buddy was coming down the path at top speed (is there really anything other than top speed) when he realized they gate was back (we were, in fact, sitting on the gate waiting for him). He hit the brakes and slid off the path into a white picket fence. A very white picket fence, for the owner of said fence had just finished painting it - he was, indeed, just walking away from the fence with his paint bucket in hand. Trevor went "SPLAT" into the fence, sending white pickets flying in all directions. He stood up and honest to God, looked just like the Hamburglar with his white stripes covering him. The owner of the fence continued onto his shed, then returned with a hammer, some nails, the paint and a brush. Trevor had a full day's unplanned work ahead of him....

Injuries anyone?

Reply #4 – November 07, 2005, 08:48:31 PM

Oh, and I almost forgot my classic. I did an exhaust job on a 1970 Chevy K20 4X4 without any tools whatsoever, except my forehead. It went like this:

Ours and our neighbour's driveways were joined together. They were paved, and there was quite a downhill slant toward the neighbour's. He had his K20 4X4 parked there, and I routinely rode my Cheetah (similar to Green Machine, but lower to the ground. And cable driven. Very cool toy) under the truck, to the delight of everyone who witnessed the spectacle. One day, however, he had a flat tire. That tire was just enough to lower that truck so that me and my Cheetah no longer would fit under it. My forehead made square contact with the ler, and me, the Cheetah, the ler, and the complete exhaust system, from manifolds to tailpipe, exited the other side of the truck in a tangled, bleeding mess. I was all of three years old and I can still very clearly remember seeing that ler coming...

Injuries anyone?

Reply #5 – November 07, 2005, 09:07:57 PM

a while back, behind my friends neighborhood, there was an old trail that kids built, the jump were rather big, nothing too big to handle, but where they were walked were worn down, so we would work our ways up the jump untill we hit the biggest part, and then we would try to go higher/farther than the other

one day, my friend was whipping down the trail, slipped a pedal, and went right up the largest part of the jump, i hear "ooooooowowwfffff" and i see a bike go tumbling, come around the jump, and he was laying there, out cold, that was a funny one

back behind the same neighborhood, there was what looked like a huge crater, they tested military vehicles back there, so who knows what it was, but we smoothed out, and would ride down it, it was about a 10ft drop, then a nice transition, well at the time, i was a bitch, my friends started jumping down it, and i wouldnt, so after them calling me some names, i went to go do it, i go to jump, and the rear tire just rolls down, bike dissapeared from my line of sight, i landed flat on my back and got knocked out, i left an ass print in the dirt

Injuries anyone?

Reply #6 – November 07, 2005, 09:43:39 PM

OK injuries hmm long list, but here are the majors.

- So many bicycles accidents that I have scar tissue on both knees and few nerves left.

- When I was 13 or so I decided to try an experiment to defy the law of physics (What goes up must always come down). I threw my father well weight (3 inch solid brick of Lead, tied to a long rope to measure the depth of wells) I threw from behind my head to go forward but instead it went straight up and came straight down on the back of my skull Hit a major artery and was pouring out pools of blood (I got it stitched up )

Knocked unconcious twice in ATV Accidents

- Once in a mining area, hit a a crevice (caused by water run off) at full speed (around 80 km/h) I was ejected off my ATV in air and came back down head 1st (Helmeted) woke up a couple of minutes later bike has landed on all 4 tires and shut itself off.

- 2nd time I was knocked off the road by a so called friend a rolled my bike into a drainage area and the bike landed on top of me.

- Back problems after a friend I was riding with(my machine was in the shop with engine problems). My Friend took the machine up too steep an incline and I took the weight of the bike and him on me.

- 1st Anniversery with my Fiance (still with) and she decided to deep fry at my parents place (Not home at the time) well the oil got away on her and started smoking fiercely and I as a idiot went to toss the oil outside (Think December and snow ) it boiled instantly and splashed up on my hand causing 1st and 2nd Degree burns and a slight permentent marking where the oil hit. Drove myself to the hospital that night (Fiance cant drive and did not know where the closest hospital was)

- Cutting a lillac branch with a sarrated(SP?) knife and the knife skipped and hit my wrist and left a permentent 3 inch gash (the day I had that happen I bandaged it up and STILL went to work).

I have had other Misc. injuries, but those are the ones I can recall. People wonder why I'm still walking.:D

Injuries anyone?

Reply #7 – November 07, 2005, 11:03:14 PM

Let's see.
Broke both bones in my lower left arm when i was 6 yrs old while riding a bike that was a bit too big for me.
Around the 6th or 7th grade,i had one of those Schwinn Krate bikes.You know,the ones with the small front wheel and the heavy chrome springer forks.I jumped a wooden ramp that was about 3 or 4 ft high and a little on the short side.Anyway,due to the heavy front end,i pulled back on the handle bars a little too hard and when i landed it was flat on my back with the bike on top.It was in a friends backyard that didn't have much grass and a little too much rocks.OOWWW.
Let's see,the worse injury i beleive,would be when i worked in a gift wrap factory.It was back in my wild days while i was still on drugs.To make a long story short,I pinched the end of the middle finger on my right hand off.Got it caught between the impression roller and the print cylinder while the press was moving at 1000 or so ft per minute.Hardly any blood or pain for the first 15 minutes.I called to my partner who had just sat down for lunch to let him know what happened.Of course,when i showed him,i was looking at the palm side of the finger witch looked like a blow out(smashed).I told him that i thought i could fix it.He said nope,you gotta go to the hospital.While the nurse was cleaning it(no pain killer)was the first time i saw it from the front side.UGH.The skin half way to the first knuckle,the fingernail,and about a quarter inch of the bone was gone.By the way,did anyone find it in their christmas paper?

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Reply #8 – November 08, 2005, 01:52:23 AM

fakie was cool.
I was away on tour when i found out my mom took one of my backup bikes and tryed to ride my halfpipe in the back yard.
She made it down rolling and went straigh up fakie straight back down flip onto her ass.

She though no one see that. But from next door Her names called and I saw that. She never did get the idea how to ride ramps but my mom always had cool storys of when she younger sitting on handle bars rolling down dirt road hills not a care in the world.

Would have loved to have had that vid,

I use to run canadian freestyle team with help from Hutch and i rode vert for Team masters that did shows all over ONT and some parts of the US Boston rockes, If there any members here from there dont go riding street at lafeat place down town in the mall.
They dont like that

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Reply #9 – November 08, 2005, 04:51:47 AM

I was around 12 and in shop class, decided to jump on a friend of mine from one of the work benches, but he moved and I landed on one knee only. A huge hematoma sprung up, and by the time I went home I was hopping on one foot only, I couldn't support my weight on the other one.

The following year, I was riding my BMX down a steeply inclined gravel road, made it almost all the way down, and one of the grips came off the handlebars, ploughed head first into the gravel and broke a tooth plus multiple scratches and cuts from the stones.

A year afterwards - seems I had some yearly bad luck then - I was chasing a friend just before summer break, he runs down the stairs, and I figure I'll jump after him, jumped down a full flight of stairs, but somehow landed on one foot only, and it twisted at the ankle. The result was a broken ankle, one month in plaster and three in crutches.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #10 – November 08, 2005, 09:29:22 AM

I was 10yrs old helping on a work site building a house for my dads friend. I climbed the ladder down to the basp00get several times before. But this time when I came up the ladder decided to slide out from under me. Well I grabbed the side of the opening and held on for as long as I could. Which wasn't long enough. I fell 12ft flat on my back on top of the upright for the ladder. I had a huge bruise that went right up my spine and smaller ones that went to the sides. I lay there then my dad jumps in picks the ladder up grabs my glasses then shoves me up the ladder.

I didn't think I was hurt too bad. We started to the car and thats when it hit me. I couldn't breath anymore. My dads friend runs over picks me up puts me in the car and tells up to go. I reclined the seat back as far as it would go so I could breath.

We get to the hospital and go throught the ER entrance. My dad puts the car into a four wheel slide in front of the door. They come out get me. Put me on a strecher and started doing cat scans and all that good stuff.

I ended up having four broken ribs one punchered a lung and caused internal bleeding that was pushing on my heart. They decided to put two chest tubes in as fast as they could, which means no anistetic. Yup they held me down and made two incisions in my chest. I spent 10 days in the hospital waiting for all the blood to drain from my chest.

What do I have to show for it two scares one looks like a bullit wound and the other looks like some slahed me with a knife. And have limited use of my left arm, due to muscle damage.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #11 – November 08, 2005, 12:36:30 PM

It was the night of April 8, 2000. I was driving my first car, a 1985 Cougar, from home to meet my girlfriend when she got off work. It was cold and there were tiny snowflakes falling, but no snow on the ground.

Around here there are a lot of curvy country roads with no lights. I came around a curve and saw two very dim orange lights (I would later realize they were just reflectors and I was seeing my headlights in them.) I didn't even have time to brake. I slammed into an F150 doing about 40mph. My seatbelt latch broke on impact and my head went into the windshield to a point just above my eyelids. I pulled my head out of the windshield, grabbed my cell phone, jumped out of the car, and dialed 911 to tell them what had happened. Then I went over to the truck and checked to see if the two people in it were okay.

By this time my head had started to bleed pretty bad and I couldn't see because of the blood in my eyes. The ambulance came, I went to the hospital, and I got my forehead stitched back up. I still have the scars today and don't have any feeling in part of my forehead.

I had some fun with it when I went back to work a couple weeks later. I worked in a grocery store at the time and a lot of people that came in would ask me what happened. I would have fun making up different stories each time. This one time I told a lady that I was on a hike and this squirrel fell out of a tree and just started clawing and biting me. You should have seen her face!

But anyway, that's the worst injury I've ever had. Luckily there were no fractures and I didn't have a concussion. I guess I just have a thick skull.

Oh, I found out later that the truck was having alternator trouble and had stalled in the middle of the road with no lights. So I didn't see it until I was right on top of it.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #12 – November 08, 2005, 03:09:08 PM

My injuries haven't been bad. Actually kind of pathetic.

I was about 4, jumping on a bed, fell off and split my head open on a dresser... Got stitches.

I was about 5-6 first learning to ride a bike, hit some gravel and split my knee open. No medical attention was needed. Cleaned it up, bandaged it up and spent the rest of the day watching cartoons stretched on the sofa.

I played little league baseball from about age 5-12. Numerous rashes and sed skin from sliding into bases as well as one incident where I fractured my finger when I got hit with a ball while I was at bat. I lost my fingernail on that one. It eventually grew back, that was kind of cool.

I was about 9 and walking down steps and split my heel open on a nail that was coming out.

Then when I was 18, I fell on some ice knocking my elbow out of alignment a little.

Injuries anyone?

Reply #13 – November 08, 2005, 03:30:20 PM

Well mine aren't that bad but...

When I was 9 I was outside with sandals on and my brother was helping my dad trim the hedges. Well he put the shears down on the ground without closing them and I steped on them. I almost cut the middle toe off my left foot and had 5 stiches to hold it on. I have no nerve controll there and I can't spread my 2nd and 3rd toes apart. But on the bright side i've got a cool 1and a half inch scar on my left foot.

When I was 11 I was playing baseball with some friends. Well I was pitching and my buddy hit a line drive right at my head. Well it hit my mouth and chiped and loosened both my front teeth. It was fun getting that fixed:hick: .

Injuries anyone?

Reply #14 – November 08, 2005, 04:35:19 PM

I had to replace the clutch in my '75 Scirocco in '84. It came apart easily, the clutch/pressure plate went on without error and it was re-assembly time. All was going well until...

I was lying on the floor with the transaxle on my chest. I instructed my helper merely to help get the trans on the alignment dowels and hand thread a bolt in at the top.

As soon as I had the trans ALMOST in place, he reaches for a ratchet, knocking it down the nearest opening to the floor. ...right over my face.

Don't ask why I didn't move. Maybe it was visual fixation, or fear, or maybe my head was wedged up against something. That part I don't remember.

What I DO remember is WATCHING the butt end of the ratchet falling. It struck just below my nose on my upper lip. Immediately, blood was running down my face into my ears.

Remember that the transaxle is NOT yet in place and my helper is now running around hysterical, apologizing. I had to CALM HIM down enough to get the bolt started so I could let go of the transaxle.

That calming period was enough for me to not try to wring his neck.

I've had a moustache ever since.

That other site you mentioned wouldn't happen to be grassrootsmotorsports, would it?