What Started As a Joke…
When I was 14, we went for a family bike ride. I got to the car first, dropped my bike, got the hide-a-key, and went to move the car as a joke.
I wanted to make it look like it had been stolen. But the second I started backing up, I heard an ominous crunch.
I’d driven right over my bike. I told my mom, and together we decided to lie to my dad about what really happened. We told him that it got bent going off a sweet jump.
The bike store guy didn’t believe it, but he was a family friend and gave us a rental at a discount. 20 years later, we finally told him the truth. Now he has dementia and still thinks it got wrecked off a sweet jump. We don’t tell him the truth. Story credit: Reddit / WACK-A-n00b
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