Hard day at the office

went for BMX ride at a local school with a friend. We were jibbing around, having fun, and decided to get a bit competitive, So, a game of H-O-R-S-E ensued. I took the lead scoring from a barspin and some motorhop lines. So soon enough Paul was only one letter away from losing. I went for the kill and set up to hop over a guardrail and as soon as I was squared up for the hop my bars went limp as cooked spaghetti. I slid to a stop and discovered that I had split open my bars and one end. Now, Paul asumed that the ride was over and said he won by default, I didn't agree. I put my left hand on the grip, and my right hand in the middle of the bars and did a little 180. Paul went for it, and dabbed (understatement).