I was making my mate a cuppa last night when we heard a mini motorbike getting whisky throttled out in the backyard that our houses look onto.. It was a little lad.. probably around 8 getting carried away on a mini ktm thing. I love bikes and I’ve got a couple of larger ones myself so I can appreciate how much concentration the little fella must have had along with a massive dose of adrenaline.
His dad seemed to think it was fine that he had zero control around my mates brand new 16 plate transit custom. At this point my mate stopped watching because he was too cringed out.. however I carried on.. the poor lad with no armour or helmet had a few shaky tight laps around the cars and I could see him flagging even from afar…
Anyway sure enough he grabs a whole load of throttle, drops the clutch and gets enough speed to hold a wheelie for 2 meters before the bike flips from under him and he chins the concrete with no time to get his hands out.
The bike landed about 1 meter away from my mates van so probably a good deal he wasn’t looking.
In all seriousness though.. what utterly shit parenting on so many levels.. my mate said he would go and have a word tomorrow.. I guess it’s touched him more than me as he has a little lad of his own..
When the little lad started balling his eyes out his dad got annoyed with him “I told you so.. ect”.. double cock.
So then.. is that fair game to have a word and if so what do you pull the dad up on?.. the fact that he nearly hit the van or the fact that he is obviously too stupid to realise where he went wrong? or has he learnt the lesson the hard way?
/curtain twitcher