Teenage memory

I was sixteen and had my 1st motorbike. I went for a ride on my own. Stopped for a break and decided to wet myself. I was just wearing jeans. I can’t remember if I did it sitting on the bike. Anyway I soaked my pants and jeans, which was fab. But I was very naive, I expected the wind to dry me enough that my wetness wouldn’t show when I got home, which was not the case! However, I managed to get into the house and change without being noticed