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Taking Back My Youth on an MGP Nitro Extreme

It had been a cool spring morning that promised to become a very hot early spring day and therefore the mind drifts to what may be done to create this Sunday a very special one for my son and I.

Having spent most of the day before indoors playing Star Wars on the Wii, Sunday was visiting be 'out of doors day' and I was going to be out in the fresh air, not sat in front of a television watching virtual characters battle it out on screen. No, fresh air is what I required nowadays and thus that is what I was going to induce.

A few months earlier it had been my birthday and someone in their final wisdom had set I was not visiting grow recent gracefully and bought me a scooter. Not any old scooter, however one with a significantly cool name. Knowing that I had a penchant for gadgets, they decided I needed on that summed up my love of all things 'mega' and 'turbo' and that they bought me an 'MGP Nitro Extreme'. Now, after I 1st saw the words on the box I did not really understand what it was I'd got. I thought maybe I'd been sent some reasonably explosive device seeing as 'nitro' feels like something we yearned for as youngsters.

However I soon realised that this was one of these fashionable scooters with wheels thus small they appear like they have been stolen from Action Man's tank and enough metal and rivets to show it had been designed in the fiery depths of some Pacific Rim volcano. I was going places on this factor, and hopefully not hospital.

As it turned out, the weather never gave me an chance to use it and so it lay dormant in the garage anticipating a time when the sun would emerge from the clouds and permit me to go hurtling down the street sort of a lanky and rather over weight teenager. Oh, and wrinkly. A teenager with a skin downside that creates them look forty two. You get the idea.

And therefore the sun came out and I did take my scooter to the skate park to indicate those whipper-snappers a thing or two concerning riding one of those beasts. Except just in case it absolutely was a touch laborious, I went really early Sunday morning, realising that your average teenager doesn't leave bed till way when midday on a weekend having spent the night before drinking Red Bull in an exceedingly bus shelter.

Thus, I climbed carefully to the high of the ramp and holding the bars as onerous as I may, I let myself tear down the slope, gravity taking hold of my over-plump frame and dragging me into the curve.

And here, expensive reader, is where it went wrong.

You see, these infernal devices are pretty darn quick. They give the impression of being flash as a result of they are flash and therefore the wheels are greased with the slickest, most frictionless material I even have ever known. Before I could take a breath, I was hurtling at incredible speed towards a grassy bank whereby I narrowly missed a metal waste bin, sped off to at least one aspect and landed in a soft and slightly muddy patch.

If there was a ethical to this story, it might be that people my age should not be dealing in such dangerous sports and should continue driving four by four vehicles on highways. But that would be defeatist. Instead, I give you this.

If you do intend to be a stupid as me and ride around sort of a teenager on incredibly sensible looking technical equipment - wear a helmet. You look a heap less stupid than somebody with a large bruise on their temple! mayweather vs cotto live streaming | mayweather vs cotto live stream | kentucky derby 2012 odds | Kentucky Derby 2012