Well it happened to me tonight on my way home from the library. Some jackass ran a red light and hit me. Somehow I managed to jump off my bike putting it between me and the car. Thankfully the jackass stopped in time to not kill me. The only damage was that my handlebars were knocked out of allignment. It was easily fixed at the scene. I hope there is a nice big scratch on his car. I had memorized his plate as he ran away but I've forgotten it now. I wish I would have called the police at the time. Funny thing is that I'm more shaken now than I was standing in the intersection yelling at him.

At least he said sorry.

Write the plate number in the dirt next time to have a record of it.

Or use the driver's blood and write it on the sidewalk

Actually...I hope there isn't a "next time".

I thought I had a few puckers back when I was riding motorcycles, but tonight I think I made a diamond.

Now that's funny!


Thanks for the uplifting message in that.