Rob took this picture of me about ten minutes after breaking my wrist on Phil's ATV. Well, on the ground to be precise — the ATV just helped me get there faster, and in style. But I'll say again: I'd do it again. Or to put it better: I will do it again*. While I look pretty damn unhappy in the picture, I was fun.
When that picture was taken I was in pretty enormous amounts of pain (that's why I look weird in it, plus the mud of course), although because of the endorphin rush it didn't really bother me… And in hindsight, it's probably the pain rush that got me so drunk. By the end of the night I was utterly trashed, even though I'd drank not even a dozen bottles (at the previous summer's BBQ I drank a 24, including strong 8% – 9% beers).
* Rachel did buy me wristguards, so hopefully I won't break my wrist again. That's no fun.
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