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Been out for a run round my estate tonight, you know the kind of place, sleepy new builds, bland houses, no shops, no landmarks, no soul.
Suburbia in all it's glory.
Anyway getting swiftly to the point, I was so bored that I spent the entire ride pulling wheelies, doing endo's, endless crap bunny hops & mostly launching myself off of the mini roundabouts that abound round my way.
I had a ball
, only wish Martin, my best pal from school, was allowed out to join me (unfortunatly he is now a policeman so not sure it's wise for him to impersonate a hoodie?)
I have not done this kind of tom-foolary for years but did notice quite a few dog walkers giving me some evil daggers. :evil:
Question is - At age 36 am I being a bit of a saddo?
Deep down in my heart I think I know the answer but was hoping there may be a few others on here with a nasty case of arrested development to make me feel less pathetic.
If so what is your embarrassing admissions?
Suburbia in all it's glory.
Anyway getting swiftly to the point, I was so bored that I spent the entire ride pulling wheelies, doing endo's, endless crap bunny hops & mostly launching myself off of the mini roundabouts that abound round my way.
I had a ball

I have not done this kind of tom-foolary for years but did notice quite a few dog walkers giving me some evil daggers. :evil:
Question is - At age 36 am I being a bit of a saddo?
Deep down in my heart I think I know the answer but was hoping there may be a few others on here with a nasty case of arrested development to make me feel less pathetic.
If so what is your embarrassing admissions?
