The World's Most dangerous Road (cont)

The old man was correct. The two bikes were skidding on the wet dirt and they had little room to navigate. Tim, who was ahead of Jason, was having problems steering. The Vaseline had worn off and his handlebar was jamming up again.

They were closing in on a sharp curve and Tim thought it best to stop and tackle it on foot. He slammed on the breaks as hard as he could. Nothing. The bike, now shaking uncontrollably, was headed towards the edge at full speed. Tim tried to turn. It wouldn’t. As the curve neared he jumped off the bike just before it plunged into the jungle, joining the dead below.

“Tiiiiiimmmmmmyyyyy,” Jason was unsure whether Tim had just jacked up the road’s body count. The curve blocked his view. In a panic Jason stopped to check on his friend.