I was chatting with Liz earlier this evening, and we were talking about how you tend to make that sound of air rushing out of your lungs and through your windpipe when you trip really hard.....and I suddenly had a flash going back at least 26 years of my friend flying through the air on her nerd bike, and crashing to the ground, not falling off, still holding on to the handle bars but crashing down hard on the seat. But not falling over....the sound she made of the air rushing out of her lungs, up threw her mouth and her head gear chattering as her head bobbled up and down from the force of the impact.....yes, the poor girl had to wear that "sixteen candles" head gear...not the full back jacket head gear, but ugly green velcro looking head gear...
She was a supreme nerd, and her death defying stunts on her nerd bike were priceless...however I couldn't help but laugh at her, laugh like I am about to pee laugh at her, laugh like I am crying my eyes out laugh at her...it was the funniest thing I had ever seen, and she was soo mad at me...she rode on ahead of me to school not speaking to me...she didn't cry, which is amazing as she hit that seat well hard to make the strongest of men break down and cry...but not a wimper out of stunt nerd, except of course for the sound of the wind escaping her mouth as she crashed down on her bike seat.
Stunt nerd didn't speak to me for at least a good 3 days after that..she still showed up at my house to ride to school with me, but didn't speak to me...maybe her head gear had clamped her mouth shut, and I thought she was pissed at me for laughing at her??
Stunt nerd also had a mean right hook, as I remember on the last day of 6th grade she punched this girl that had been teasing her all year square in the nose, blood flying everywhere down this chicks pristine white blouse.... and the look of sheer satisfaction on stunt nerds face, was something I will never forget...All hail Stunt Nerd!!