I had a great uncle (his name was Jack) who served for the Canadian Army as a dispatch rider. One story that my Nana has always told about him was this one incident where he was riding his motorcycle through some dangerous road when a German sniper shot at him. The sniper missed and the bullet ricocheted and hit him in the arse. He ended up losing control of the motorcycle because of it and wiped out in a ditch.
He lay there for quite a long time, bleeding and unable to move until some Canadian Infantry came by and picked him up out of the ditch. They told him that he was lucky they found him in time or else he would have bled out.
I never met him or even seen a picture of him but my Nana always tells me that he was a good-looking man XD
@Frances, Yes, but I'm not sure when or for how long he was in France (my Nana was never specific about that; I should ask her to verify how long he in service for. She's the family historian after all.)
He lay there for quite a long time, bleeding and unable to move until some Canadian Infantry came by and picked him up out of the ditch. They told him that he was lucky they found him in time or else he would have bled out.
I never met him or even seen a picture of him but my Nana always tells me that he was a good-looking man XD