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There’s a notion in the world–promoted by its subjects–that bikers are tough. Is it true, or just so much hype to sell leather jackets and X-Games tickets?

Consider the case of Darrick A., my neighbor, fellow two-wheeler, and a man determined to get by you on a dirt bike. (Also author of some of the funniest emails that will never be posted on this site.)

Last week he entered a hare scramble to benefit another rider hurt in a crash. (A hare scramble is an offroad race over rough terrain that can last several hours.) Darrick crashed in the benefit and made the sport’s basic instantaneous assessments: I’m not unconscious. My bike still works. Better get moving!

Once the race is over and you’ve beaten as many opponents as you can, it’s time to take off your boots and learn, as Darrick did, that you’ve broken the end off your tibia.

No worries. Doctor screwed it back on last week.

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