So I'm commin home fom the store at about 4:20 (how ironic) and I'm just pullin away from the set of light's, in perfect Motard style(carring the front wheeel) and this fuckin full size GMC extra cab decides to turn left ,right fuckin infront of me. All i see is BOX.....TONEAU COVER.....BOX.....PAVEMENT..
BIRD'S WTF,where did the bird's come from ? Anyways I haul my sore body off to the side of the road,where a croud has already started to gather. This lady grabs me by the arm and orders me to sit down, so I abliged her request, kuz I was on my way down to the pavement when the adrenlin wore off reguardless of what she said. 2 ambulances,2 cop car's , and they are still wondering where the bike came inyto play. I'm guessing that they thought by the size of the dent in the truck(that I hit) there must be another vehicle involved ,and the bike must of fallen out of the truck.
get to the hospital , and 4 hours later they release me with a broken left hand 9 stitches in my right leg,badly brused hip,and a maybe your left foot is broken as well ? thank God for hard toneau covers,if it wasn;t there i would have had a quite sudden stop in the box of his truck, and that would have hurt even more.