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2010-05-10 19:37:00 ET
Once the insurance company and I settle on the property damage I'll post pics up.
I've done a lot of thinking on WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T I CRASH. The only thing I can think of that seems to be unique in this situation is that I didn't freak out. Apparently a lot of people freak out. I was riding along, minding my own business and my bike begins to be pushed in a direction I'm not riding it. I look down on my left side, see the car and think "Why the fuck is there a car attached to my bike?" I kept the bike going forward, she went in front of me completely ignoring my presence and that was when I had to follow her.
954 wants me to come with to Seattle. Like to move. |
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