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less than a week after my best friend (sedition) crashes, it's my turn. had gone out to motomarket this afternoon with rikard to check out some new gear. was heading home down storrow drive barely above the speed limit as there was a statie up in front of me.
i end up getting in front of him, take the split to avoid the new 93N tunnel and come up behind this dude with a new york plate....he's all over the place and is straddling two lanes. i start to move to pass him, check my mirrors and look quickly to my left....as my focus goes back in front of me, dickhead has slammed on his brakes so i have to do the same to avoid rear-ending him. i grabbed a bit too much brake and manage to stop and avoid hitting him....however my rear end keeps going and i end up doing a great impression of 'endo gone wrong'. i landed spread eagle on the pavement and heard the bike bouncing around behind me....then of course it lands on my legs.
i really lucked out with how it landed because i was able to pull myself out and jump up to start screaming at the idiot who had decided to stop. the statie pulled up with its light on (having seen the whole thing)....except that it isn't a statie....some other guys in a blue crown vic with blue lights. after one of em came to see if i was ok, he goes back to call a statie....then the shithead who caused the mess takes off!
basically i ended up with two real bruised up knees, a real big scrape on one of them (was only wearing jeans) and a sore wrist. pretty ironic that i crash and fuck up my knees after having almost bought myself some leather pants.
i probably would have just ridden away if i had been able to start the bike.there's lots of cosmetic damage to the front fairing, and it seems that the left rear set got banged up.
bleh.
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