Being a motorcyclist, everyday is a lucky day for me, of I get home in one piece, that is. Somedays though, I'm not soo lucky.
Last year, I was travelling through Bayswater Road, heading eastbound towards Marble Arch. As I'm cruising down the road, a black cab on the opposite lane, decides he wants to do a u-turn onto the lane, I'm in.
The thing is though, did he not see me? Or did he indeed see me, but thought to himself that there was enough time and distance between us, to complete his manoeuvre? I don't know. But I do know, he f*cked for sure.
Then next thing I know, I end up hitting the left side of his bonnet, and I go flying. It must of been in the air for mire seconds, but that was some terrifying sh*t. As I'm in the air, all I see is a mixture of the sky and asphalt of the road. I then bang my left foot onto a lamp post, and land on my head. I rolled violently, before finally coming to a stop.
Alhamdulillah, I had no broken or fractured bones. Came out of it all with some scratches and bruises and a strained left foot.
Can't say the same for my dear bike, that I loved. I've had it for nearly six years, and it was write off in the end.
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Please don't say something cliché like "meeting my other half" or "seeing my Mum after 10 years"
What moment did you ever have that stood out to you? A raffle, a spin, bussing case from Fed etc. I want to know if anyone has actually ever won money or a free ticket to these party islands i hear about on the radio every day.
As for me, I once made ~ £4,000 from an accumulator after correctly predicting the full time results of 9 football matches. Suffice to say that money has been blown quicker than a trumpet.
You really do go out of you way to compensate for your bidhar. Sweet bike thoughBeing a motorcyclist, everyday is a lucky day for me, of I get home in one piece, that is. Somedays though, I'm not soo lucky.
Last year, I was travelling through Bayswater Road, heading eastbound towards Marble Arch. As I'm cruising down the road, a black cab on the opposite lane, decides he wants to do a u-turn onto the lane, I'm in.
The thing is though, did he not see me? Or did he indeed see me, but thought to himself that there was enough time and distance between us, to complete his manoeuvre? I don't know. But I do know, he f*cked for sure.
Then next thing I know, I end up hitting the left side of his bonnet, and I go flying. It must of been in the air for mire seconds, but that was some terrifying sh*t. As I'm in the air, all I see is a mixture of the sky and asphalt of the road. I then bang my left foot onto a lamp post, and land on my head. I rolled violently, before finally coming to a stop.
Alhamdulillah, I had no broken or fractured bones. Came out of it all with some scratches and bruises and a strained left foot.
Can't say the same for my dear bike, that I loved. I've had it for nearly six years, and it was write off in the end.
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Being a motorcyclist, everyday is a lucky day for me, of I get home in one piece, that is. Somedays though, I'm not soo lucky.
Last year, I was travelling through Bayswater Road, heading eastbound towards Marble Arch. As I'm cruising down the road, a black cab on the opposite lane, decides he wants to do a u-turn onto the lane, I'm in.
The thing is though, did he not see me? Or did he indeed see me, but thought to himself that there was enough time and distance between us, to complete his manoeuvre? I don't know. But I do know, he f*cked for sure.
Then next thing I know, I end up hitting the left side of his bonnet, and I go flying. It must of been in the air for mire seconds, but that was some terrifying sh*t. As I'm in the air, all I see is a mixture of the sky and asphalt of the road. I then bang my left foot onto a lamp post, and land on my head. I rolled violently, before finally coming to a stop.
Alhamdulillah, I had no broken or fractured bones. Came out of it all with some scratches and bruises and a strained left foot.
Can't say the same for my dear bike, that I loved. I've had it for nearly six years, and it was write off in the end.
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Mentioning his income sounds sketchy.When I met my Faraax who makes 10k a month.
Alxamdullillah. Allah swt has truly blessed me with this.
Why are you bitter? How’s your warehouse working husband?Mentioning his income sounds sketchy.
He's a nurseWhy are you bitter? How’s your warehouse working husband?
@Knowles looooool sis is married to a male nurse kkkkkkkkHe's a nurse
No wonder she got mad at me when I said my Faraax makes close to 10k a month.Wow didn’t know she had a wife. Bless her heart.
Your so childish. You women laugh at men and talk trash when the guy doesnt work but then when the guy works at some place out of your satisfaction you laugh. It's like their damned if they do and damned if they dont in regards to work place and work. Grow up. The man has a job, that's what matters.Wow didn’t know she had a wife. Bless her heart.
By the way If he did work at a warehouse , or some fast food place, or as a security guard SO WHAT!! he has a job. Waking up to go to any job isnt easy. Hes responsible and has his s**t together. Nurse, dr, surgeon, just because hes a man doesnt mean being a nurse is only for women. Grow up or shut up.Why are you bitter? How’s your warehouse working husband?
I didnt get mad. Just your way of saying it gave you a bad look. Honey no one is bitter, jealous, angry or whatever else your small mind thinks. I just dont do well wth stupidity.No wonder she got mad at me when I said my Faraax makes close to 10k a month.