...and the pavement is not a good kisser. 12 stitches on the chin, possible fractured wrist, 2 cracked teeth, lots of cuts and a very swollen jaw.
This was yesterday, a lady making a left didnt see me and I had to hit the brakes. She stopped half way in the lane next to me so we didn't actually make contact. She was coming pretty fast and I thought, "I hop I dong go over the bars". I didnt think she was going to stop and waiting it out wasnt going to happen with the distance between us.
Next thing I know I'm on the ground spitting out blood and teeth bits.
You guys can make fun of my for this, but after I get all unfubared I think some form of a mouth piece is in order. I only need to break teeth once to make that decision
Also I dont wear gloves (hands go numb) so maybe something to just cover them up as well. (they are pretty beat up)
That ride started out like cow poop, and ended like tacobell diarrhea. So I am glad the day is over.
Bike isnt bad at all, seat, bartape and pedals took most of it, fork has some scratches and a shifter is twisted (not sure if broken or twisted,). Assuming the shifter isn't broke I can live with the other stuff on my bike.