Originally Posted by cranky old dude

Didn't ride the bike home today. Something happened half way thru my shift...I was walking, and then I was sitting, instantly, bam, pow, just like that. I got up and walked inside where my mate immediately sat me down. It turns out I was bleeding profusely from a head wound (I wasn't aware of that until then), and I was noticing that my front tooth had gone missing.

They called for Medics and got me patched up. My bride picked me up and we put the Trek in the back of the truck and headed for the Dentist. I've got a temp patch in the gap, a bandage on my head, and a yearning desire to discover what in the heck I walked into.

I'm not sure when the wife will agree that it's safe to ride alone, maybe tomorrow...sigh.