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Originally Posted by norm24
After 7 years of riding, I finally had my first and possibly last accident on August last year. A truck pulling a boat merged onto my lane without looking. I remember grabbing a handful of brakes, honking and trying to switch lanes to avoid the a**hole. I remember his boat hitting me on the side. And then the next thing I remember paramedics are cutting my clothes off and taking my helmet off. All this at 100kph (At 35, I'm past the stupid phase of motorcycle riding).
Forunatley, I got away with only a concussion, a broken collar bone and a few road rash. I don't have a kid yet but I have a wife who was called by the cops to let her know what happened to me. Imagine the horror of getting a call like that!
This is my second year on my FR-S and first summer without a bike. I gotta admit, I still feel the itch when I see bikes on the road. But I literally just put insurance back on the FR-S. Hopefully, like you, I'll find content on the 86.  |
Glad to hear you made it thru okay. There's NOTHING(IMO) that will 100% replace the awesome feelings and freedom that riding provides. But this is as close as I've come so far. I've had 5 bikes and only laid one down once. I was fine, bike was a lil rashed up. My next bike, when the kids are gone, will be a stretched/lowered Busa. Always wanted one, never had the balls to own one.
But I will....oh yes, I will.