Originally Posted by Expatriate
I can arrange that!
Dude, I've been there, sort of. Broke my hand when I was fifteen. Swapped my brake to the left side so I could still go ride (and jump). My dad drove past the track one day and caught me. A week later, when I tried to take driver's training at school, they told me I'd have to wait until my cast was off. Broken bones suck.
but thats only a shorter version of A, no B, no C, not too much of D, and no E... my mom is totally against me riding again