Yesterday two of my friends were out riding their motorcycles when they hit a deer. The one in the lead took the brunt of the impact and the one behind didnt get so much damage. They will ride another day.
A week ago while out riding with a different group, a rider almost got smoshed by a SUV. The biker was accelerating while in a pack of other riders when the SUV came over on him. He had to slam on the brakes and swerve right. He clipped the curve and put his bike sideways. Somehow he stayed up and made it to a nearby gas station where we checked to see if he and his bike were ok. He was very shaken up and the bike had minor damage, but still costly.
A couple months ago some jerk off knocked my bike over. It cost the insurance company almost $3000 to fix it, but there was something good about it. The mechanics noticed something I didnt. I had a crack in my frame and my bike had a recall on it. It cost Suzuki $3000 to get a new frame for my bike. If I didnt get that done, my bike could of come apart if I came out of a wheelie to hard.
A few months ago a buddy was riding with some other people. They were all standing up doing wheelies when a car down the way came to an abrupt stop. The lead person set it down first and my buddy came down second, all too late. He ran into the back of the other guy’s bike and messed up both their bikes.
Around the same time another friend of mine was out riding and layed his bike down when trying to avoid a critter in the road. He totalled his bike and aquired some nice road rash.
Shortly before the last incident a friend had his ride run over in a McDonalds parking lot when a suit backed into him. His bike was already dropped a few times in the past, but the suit wanted to pay for his entire bike.
May 4th, 2009. I was sitting at my mom’s house doing what I always do for entertainment, playing video games. I got a call from my buddy who was seeing his girl friend in Freeport, which is about 35min away. He said he seen our friend Andy’s bike on the news and that I should go see if he was ok because he wasnt picking his cell up. I told him it couldnt be Andy’s bike and that we should wait to see, trying to keep both our attitudes positive. About a hour later it was my friend again, telling me that he had a very bad feeling and that I should go check on him. Minutes later Andy’s girl friend called me crying hystically because she couldnt reach Andy. I told her to meet me at the mall, we’d go up and check out his apartment. We go up there, I’m not following any of the rules of the roads and very lucky we made it without police incedent. I see that his bike isnt there and my heart drops. We go up to his apartment and check to see if he is by chance sleeping. He’s not. I find an old phone and call “home” on to be answered by a sobbing woman. I tell her were at Andy’s place looking for him and ask if she knew anything. She tells me that Andy is dead because a mini van driver was in a hurry and pulled out in front of him. It was his 26th birthday.
