Originally Posted by andysrs

Yep when i was 13 lived in swindon,and theres a place called lawn woods which is a big wood with a couple of lakes in the middle,an old grave yard on either side and a few paths threw but only ruff graveled paths,the woods started at the top of old town an were about a mile long going down towards the estate where we used to live.
All my m8,s used to live in old town and to get home the woods were a short cut by half an hour, at night they were pitch black no lights in there or fook all,we all new about this supposed ghost there witch was a little drummer boy.
At 12 or 13 years of age you was still a bit dubious of things like this, any way won night i was late leaving a m8,s house so got on me push bike luckly i did have lights on but were crap and for those that are in there 40,s wIll no the the bike was a raliegh chopper pmsl,anyway got to the entrance to lawn woods and thought fook it ill go threw as its all down hill, the path is very windey and at the bottom is a sharp turn and a big ditch ,Im about half way down and can just about pic the path out in my piddley light,Then i here drums and thought FUCK so peddled faster then i can remember feeling really cold ,i then caught sight of a small figure lent against the tree just to my right i absolutly shat myself!!!!!!! i bet a chopper has never gone so fast i peddled like fook so much so i forgot about the turn at the botttom bang i hit the bank lept the ditch and crashed to the ground ,i landed 25ft out of the wood the choppers frame was snapped in two places and 2 scafoids were sticking out the back of my hand ,took me an hour to drag the remains of my bike and my self home boy did i get in trouble ,still got the scar on my hand to remind me......andy