oldguy
Always Broken
- Dec 26, 1999
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gotta post it in here to vent out of his sight
Now I know the apple doesn't fall to far from the tree as we had another of those -I would prefer to forget weekends. I seem to make a carreer of injuring myself but now spider has decided to follow along.
First race back in April he had a great day going in sportsmans class when he had the guy next to him in the start hit a rut and flip sideways into spiders path. Spider Tboned him and flipped over smashing face first into the track and knocking himself out.
Next weekend he decides after watching the A riders on their 450s jumping a triple into a rhythm section that he can do it on his 250f- he makes it 'almost' and flips the bike, which slams into the back of his head. He sees some stars but goes out later to finish the day and on the biggest triple the carb pops off.
Back to our club track for the May race he goes into a downhill corner hits a bad kicker and flips the bike. Just bumps and bruises but a bent subframe.
now we travel to a track up north last week and he comes in from practice without a visor. He again cross rutted and went over the bars face first. He still gets up and finishes 4th overall for the day
Yesterday back at our club track he has a soso 125B moto where he goes from 25th to 6th in a 1/2 lap then back to 18th when he highsides a corner and ends up finishing 9th. Not bad but his best class is coming up.
Sportsmen drops the gate and he gets out great, hits the corner in 3 or 4 and then out of site. I go over to the section of track where I usually watch the first lap and expecting him to come around in the top 3 I start counting. First 4 come thru together, next 2 and then a small gap and 5 more come thru. By this point I figure he laid it down but I hear a couple 4 strokes coming so I wait. As his friend goes by he yells "eric went down hard in the back" I start my walk and as I get to the hilltop all I see are medic flags and people running. The race is on and I run as fast as I can but everything is going slow motion as I see a figure on the ground. Then I see my wife waving her arms at me to hurry up, as I get closer I run past my mother on the ground crying, then I see spider. fetal position on the track and the worries flood in. I get to him and he is still out cold and moaning but slowly he is coming to. He finally looks around but 4 medics are immobilizing him as they put on the neck braces and backboard him. I watch as 2 of his friends that were in the moto with him drop their bikes and come running to be with him. As this is going on I am trying to analyze how it happened.
The jump is from a Valley onto a plateau but you have to turn as you jump it and there are ruts pushed up about 15 in high. I figured he jumped in and caught his front tire and flipped off the bike (I actually guessed right).
Now the trip on the 6 wheeler to the med trailer seems to take forever but we get there and once he is inside and thoroughly checked it is decided he has a concussion but no broken bones and after a while he is released. We spend the next 4 hours repeatedly answerring that he crashed , yes it was on the ledge jump, no you don'rt have to get ready for your next moto, and no you didn't trophy today.
In true kid fashion after a couple more hours in our trailer he wants to head out to watch his friends race and with assurance from his girlfriend that she knows what to look for we let him. Last night he and his friends went in the pool and soaked which he said also helped. This morning he was finally able to remember parts of the crash but still cant remember making the pass into first just before the crash.
It is a sick feeling seeing anyone laying on the track but man it sucks when it is your own.
Now I know the apple doesn't fall to far from the tree as we had another of those -I would prefer to forget weekends. I seem to make a carreer of injuring myself but now spider has decided to follow along.
First race back in April he had a great day going in sportsmans class when he had the guy next to him in the start hit a rut and flip sideways into spiders path. Spider Tboned him and flipped over smashing face first into the track and knocking himself out.
Next weekend he decides after watching the A riders on their 450s jumping a triple into a rhythm section that he can do it on his 250f- he makes it 'almost' and flips the bike, which slams into the back of his head. He sees some stars but goes out later to finish the day and on the biggest triple the carb pops off.
Back to our club track for the May race he goes into a downhill corner hits a bad kicker and flips the bike. Just bumps and bruises but a bent subframe.
now we travel to a track up north last week and he comes in from practice without a visor. He again cross rutted and went over the bars face first. He still gets up and finishes 4th overall for the day
Yesterday back at our club track he has a soso 125B moto where he goes from 25th to 6th in a 1/2 lap then back to 18th when he highsides a corner and ends up finishing 9th. Not bad but his best class is coming up.
Sportsmen drops the gate and he gets out great, hits the corner in 3 or 4 and then out of site. I go over to the section of track where I usually watch the first lap and expecting him to come around in the top 3 I start counting. First 4 come thru together, next 2 and then a small gap and 5 more come thru. By this point I figure he laid it down but I hear a couple 4 strokes coming so I wait. As his friend goes by he yells "eric went down hard in the back" I start my walk and as I get to the hilltop all I see are medic flags and people running. The race is on and I run as fast as I can but everything is going slow motion as I see a figure on the ground. Then I see my wife waving her arms at me to hurry up, as I get closer I run past my mother on the ground crying, then I see spider. fetal position on the track and the worries flood in. I get to him and he is still out cold and moaning but slowly he is coming to. He finally looks around but 4 medics are immobilizing him as they put on the neck braces and backboard him. I watch as 2 of his friends that were in the moto with him drop their bikes and come running to be with him. As this is going on I am trying to analyze how it happened.
The jump is from a Valley onto a plateau but you have to turn as you jump it and there are ruts pushed up about 15 in high. I figured he jumped in and caught his front tire and flipped off the bike (I actually guessed right).
Now the trip on the 6 wheeler to the med trailer seems to take forever but we get there and once he is inside and thoroughly checked it is decided he has a concussion but no broken bones and after a while he is released. We spend the next 4 hours repeatedly answerring that he crashed , yes it was on the ledge jump, no you don'rt have to get ready for your next moto, and no you didn't trophy today.
In true kid fashion after a couple more hours in our trailer he wants to head out to watch his friends race and with assurance from his girlfriend that she knows what to look for we let him. Last night he and his friends went in the pool and soaked which he said also helped. This morning he was finally able to remember parts of the crash but still cant remember making the pass into first just before the crash.
It is a sick feeling seeing anyone laying on the track but man it sucks when it is your own.
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