Well, i knew it would happen no matter what i did. From the day i started mountain biking, i knew i was gonna crash.
Fortunatly, it was a pretty good crash and i was with my friends
I was taking a corner on a trail next to a cliff. I was going way to fast to take the turn and i was headed for the cliff. I knew i had to do something other than fly off the cliff.
I jerked the steering wheel hard away from the cliff and my front wheel was grabbed by a rock.
as I flew over the handlebars, my first thought was "crap, my bike's gonna go over the cliff"
then i realized i was more important and twisted around and landed hard on my right shoulder (bear in mind, iwas going really fast".
just because i have such "good luck" the trail leveled out where i landed so i hit hard enough to almost break my shoulder. Instead i only got a seriously pain that rushed through my head, my arm twisted back making it hurt really really bad, and i scraped against the rocks horribly.
My friend who was biking behind me jumpedoff his bike and ran over to me. He really freaking out. I started laughing because i thought it was an awesome crash and my bike didnt go over the cliff
We started biking again until i noticed there was some serious blood flow happening on my shoulder.
I started freaking out and biked as fast as i could back home.
I made it there prety fast, faster than i expected and wrapped up my arm.
Its not realy bleeding much anymore.
I must have just a scrape, not a deep gouge...
I think i'm pretty lucky, it probably cant compare to alot of your people's crashes but hey, i had to start somewhere...