05/09/2026
Area 50 MX was absolutely perfect today… right up until it turned into a live-action crash compilation.
Track prep was incredible. My bike, on the other hand, decided it had different plans.
Now, depending on who’s telling the story, I either:
A) over-jumped a single or
B) massively under-jumped a double.
Personally, I’m sticking with “over-jumped a single,” because there was never any intention of doubling that thing in the first place.
Unfortunately, physics stepped in. The second I landed on the face of the next jump, my throttle-side handlebar snapped clean off like a 1980s karate movie villains leg... Next thing I know, I’m power-driving myself directly into the landing while hanging onto half a handlebar like a confused cowboy.
I hit so hard I felt like someone tied wet bags of concrete to me and shoved me off a roof.
Realistically though, it probably looked more like an old guy losing a fight while trying to put on his socks.
Current injury report:
Chest has a pretty sweet imprint from the broken bar end. Hip has developed a mysterious lump roughly the size of a softball and deep breaths are now considered a premium feature.
The drive home was one long debate between “maybe I’m fine” or “should I google the nearest urgent care..”
But hey… that’s vintage motocross.
You spend all week fixing a 40-year-old bike so it can violently try to kill you.
No real moral to the story here as i have never snapped bars before. So enjoy ice cream with the family today..😁
