Today, 10 minutes before I was going to leave to see the bike I'd prolly end up buying. I get told by my dad (their house, their rules) that he saw a car slighly touch a bike. The bike felt on the rider and crashed his hip. When he was helped up, his leg was bending in that area.
Now because of some fucking retarted asshole moron driver I cannot buy a motorcycle. Just wanted to vent.
Everything I worked for the last year, and especially the last two months went to shit.
I spend the last 2 months in the middle of butt fuck nowhere called CFB Shilo.