So, wait a minute. You describe a scenario in which you could've been at fault because you thought we didn't care to hear the details, then start calling everybody a-holes and telling them to blow you because they didn't have the information you decided to leave out?

Wow. I know I just butted into this, and you can go ahead and put me on your hate list, whatever, but that was pretty jerky. I understand you're shaken up, but no need to take it out here.

I love ya shiek. It wasn't your fault even if trek rider thinks it is...

OK THEN! The van driver owes you damages, clearly.

sorry.

holy f-ing f! another one of us goes down. how about a we team up and get those bastards... oh wait, that's what the law does, right?

in any case, glad to hear that you are OK, even if she's a bit beat.

SS/Fixed is the only thing worth reading on the board. And I don't have a SS or Fixie. Can't stand the other sub-forums, they just get me down.

Schiek, glad you are ok. Sorry about the wreck. Have had some close calls though and never forget the terror of those few slow-motion seconds before you know something BAD is going to happen.

The day after....

Well, no worse for wear. Little bruised, little banged up, but the ride in felt fine. My only regret is that I was forced to ride my geared cyclocross bike...and as you all know, this means the terrorists win. [editor note: great, now all of the political forum guys are going to rush over here to set me straight...wait a tick okay that should cover me.]


On second thought, should I even be posting this here? I feel like such an outsider....can somebody give me directions to the cyclocross forum....I know it's north of here...

In all seriousness, the cx frame is a sweet-ass Wallyworld green....

You belong, have no fear.

that cross bike ain't a bad alternate though. could be much worse. i've always liked that green color. anyway, despite what i said in earlier posts - glad your okay. it's a tradedgy when any cyclists goes down. regardless of circumstances.

TH-

Have you seen this color on a Redline Conquest? If so, do you know what year it is?

And I almost forgot my silver lining...

Somebody ripped off rear wheels and anything else not locked down in my office building's garage yesterday. The day my bike wasn't there.

my guess is 2000. check out this site...it's kind of hard to tell because the pic is so small. it might be the same color.

https://www.roadbikereview.com/Cycloc...1_1604crx.aspx

That's it. Thanks.

So I got the police report, today. Driver 2 (van) ticketed for failure to yield. Driver 1 (car) and driver 3 (me) not at fault, unable to stop/avoid collision. That's all fine and good, and whatever.

But here's the kicker...

the cop listed my age as 42! He never even asked. I don't look 42! Full head of hair, no gray....42????

This is really depressing.

talk about adding insult to injury.

HA! HA! It's the price of lawyerdom. Come on Schiek you know you use that spray-on hair to cover the bald spot. Why do most of us have bald spots in our future anyway? It seems like a really weird thing to be afflicted with. Why just a spot? Weird.

Doh!

42 = The Answer. Think on it a while.

Are you eligible for damages?

They gazed at God's Final Message in wonderment, and were slowly and ineffably filled with a great sense of peace, and of final and complete understanding.
Fenchurch sighed. "Yes," she said, "that was it."
They had been staring at it for fully ten minutes before they became aware that Marvin, hanging between their shoulders, was in difficulties. The robot could no longer lift his head, had not read the message. They lifted his head, but he complained that his vision circuits had almost gone.
They found a coin and helped him to the telescope. He complained and insulted them, but they helped him look at each individual letter in turn, The first letter was a "w", the second an "e". Then there was a gap. An "a" followed, then a "p", an "o" and an "l".
Marvin paused for a rest.
After a few moments they resumed and let him see the "o", the "g", the "i", the "s" and the "e".
The next two words were "for" and "the". The last one was a long one, and Marvin needed another rest before he could tackle it.
It started with an "i", then "n" then a "c". Next came an "o" and an "n", followed by a "v", an "e", another "n" and an "i".
After a final pause, Marvin gathered his strength for the last stretch.
He read the "e", the "n", the "c" and at last the final "e", and staggered back into their arms.
"I think," he murmured at last, from deep within his corroding rattling thorax, "I feel good about it."

It's high time your dumb, broke-down ass got back into this place.

The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy is the best bus ride book ever. I've read it 5 or 6 times on cross country trips.

The idea of the earth as a super computer trying to figure out what the question 42 is the answer to is (of course, run by white lab rats) appeals to me. As does the idea that the current population of the planet was the useless people sent away from another planet...

Man that's a good book!

Holy crap! My thread has turned into a Douglas Adams love-a-thon. Moderator!!!!

Personally, I can trace my ancestry all the way back to a telephone sanitizer.

Hmm, thats funny... I go back to a long line of beauticians. Maybe we are from the same area?

With the exception of the conclusion, an awesome read. (Maybe this was just because I didn't want it to end?)

Awww, how sweet.

All you "Over 40" types get so pissy when younger people post to your threads. Take a ****in' geritol. Geezer...
(oh, and your toupee slipped a little to the left.)

I want my own sub-forum. And they're plugs.