The Legend of WheelStand

I was thinking about talking about Japanese fast food, but I haven't eaten at Mos Burger yet so I can't quite comment just yet.

So I'm gonna tell a little story.
This is about a week ago.
Buncha us SYA kids are walking to the station, and I've got my bike with me.
Ty, our resident motorcycle racer and general crazy guy/daredevil, asks me for my bike. Something about a trick. Says it's called a wheelstand.
I figure "why not?"
He rides up about twenty meters, turns around back to ride at us, and then does a wheelie. On the front wheel.
Now, this bike is weighted kinda strangely. It's a cheap piece of Chinese steel, with a rather heavy frame and a surprisingly heavy basket.
Ty kinda realizes this as he's popping the wheelstand. It's impressive, but very quickly he overtilts. There's kind of an "oh crap" look on his face as he yells "WHEELSTAND!". By this point, he's going too far forward, too fast.
Ty flips forward, pretty much faceplants. The bike follows him, and comes down right on top of him. I wish I had gotten video. I'm almost kinda worried (helmets don't exist here), but then he's fine, so we all get a good laugh.