Following on from this thread Pain, real shout out loud pain. When have your mates really left you in the shit? Whether it be to get a bollocking, or left you lying in a ditch with your leg bent the wrong way. About 6 years ago my mates and I got in to mountain biking. Now living in S.Wales there are loads of trails to ride up and mountains to throw yourself off on two rubber wheels all of 2" wide. So one day we were riding at Glyncorrwg (our first time). Half way up the mountain there is the option of doing a short-ish Black Run, before continuing up the mountain. Fuck it, we'll give it a go we all decide. Bearing in mind we've only been riding about 6 weeks, and previously hadn't ridden any bikes for nearly 15 years when we were kids. It all goes smoothly, we bottled most of the big stuff, and the last part is a couple of big sweeping bends with berms that can be ridden up. Everyone else goes slowly and finishes the course. I decide to be Billy Big Bollocks and go at speed. All's well until the last bend, I go in too fast and shoot out like an Exocet with the bike going from underneath me. Cue me binning the bike and landing on the dirt like a sack of spuds. I crumpled into the earth and didn't even bounce. My mates rush over and apart from being winded, the only other thing wrong with me was my right arm wouldn't move. "It's probably just bruised. You'll be ok soon" they all chime. Anyway, I couldn't go on. So they give me the keys to the van we came in and tell me to ride the fire track back down to the car park. They're going to carry on and they'll see me in an hour or so's time. Luckily a guy driving a Landy came past on his way down and offered me a lift. So in goes my bike in the back, and mates fuck off. Half way down the track I go into shock. Long story short (if you're still reading that is), an ambulance is called I'm rushed off to hospital, my right shoulder ball joint is in three parts, my right arm has broken off the ball joint (hence why I couldn't move it), I spend a week in hospital, have an operation, and I've now got two metal pins holding my shoulder together. To be fair to my mates they didn't know the full extent of my injuries, but sticking me on a bike to ride half way down a mountain with one arm not working was a bit of a cunts trick in my opinion. So when have your mates left you in the shit?