02-02-2013, 09:55 PM
I went over the back of a cadillac after I rammed into the back door that was driven by an 80 yr old lady looking for the hospital that had her husband in it. She had run 2-3 stop signs before hitting me on a one way street that had no stop signs, according to the guy on the bike that watched me slide 80 ft ass over teakettle after I hit. She kept going 3 streets before she stopped because the bike hit her tire and blew it out. She never knew I hit her.
The scabs with the hair in them were the worst. This was I think 1993. The next time I rode was around 1997 and I had a real hard time going down the street and not flinching and slowing down at every intersection that I had the right of way at. I like dirt bikes now and an old buddy of mine lets me buzz around the sand pits behind his house every once in awhile. Someday I will get on again.
The scabs with the hair in them were the worst. This was I think 1993. The next time I rode was around 1997 and I had a real hard time going down the street and not flinching and slowing down at every intersection that I had the right of way at. I like dirt bikes now and an old buddy of mine lets me buzz around the sand pits behind his house every once in awhile. Someday I will get on again.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.