November 9, 1999. The bike show was insane.
First Hans and I went to Paulinskill and went off the jump for a little bit and went over to the other side to go off the drop. We went off it a couple times
when we were going back to the jump and we saw someone that sean knew i forget what his name was (Kenny, finally updated). We went back to the drop and went off it for a while. I went down the slide on the playground. We were riding around and saw some stupid fat kids, they left when they saw they couln't compete with us. Hans was talking about how he cleared some of the steps before going down. I went down and cleared like four of them two times. The next time i got about halfway down. I went down fast a couple times and got my rear wheel to touch the third step from he bottom. Then i went reeeealy fast and cleared the whole thinG. As soon as i landed my handlebars snapped in half. I was going about 20 MPH and landed on my back. The first thing i thought about after i got up was how to fix the thing to get home. Then i thought about how my shoulder was dislocated. I put the crack in the middle of the stem so i could ride it. The bike show left Paulinskill and went back to Hans' house.
