Well as you, my 3 reader long list or readers would know...I had a too close for comfort run with a Chevy pick up truck yesterday. I promptly parked the bike after partly because I had things to do and partly because my heart was racing. I didn't pull it out today due to work and laziness after but the good news I feel fine. I was a little worried Id be sore today after some sleep and less adrenaline, but I feel good.
I never had intentions on making a big deal out of the whole situation, legally but the more I think about what happened and relive it in my mind the more mad I get. I still wont "go after" the driver but I intend to pick up the police report and ask some questions. I can still feel the "woosh" from the truck going by as it clipped me and it blows my mind. You figure it was a game of inches, six or less inches further into the shoulder at that point and its a whole new ball game. This guy doesn't even realize what he did, he swore the whole time that it never happened. He never saw me and he never clipped me. I cant believe he was apparently sober, and no drugs were found in the truck. Even more so I'm a little stunned he wasn't being arrested. He tried an illegal pass on the shoulder, struck a person and left the scene of that accident, not to mention had another accident with in minutes. I used the phrase "struck a person" because according the Trooper due to me being completely geared up and in the process of getting on the bike, I was at that time a motorist, not a pedestrian. Maybe if I was a pedestrian the drive would have been locked up? I know he was getting a fist full of tickets and was still dealer with the troopers when I left, just surprised me when he got back in his truck on their order.
Well what ever the case...I'm just glad to be OK.
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