He's ok. Actually drove our 75' rig home last night. Went to the hospital with a ton of bruises and the broken wrist. Dinner Saturday night was fun cause he was on two pain killers and drinking fairly heavily. It was great.
He said he was going around turn 4 which is more of a slight bend than an actual turn and at full throttle on a 200+ horsepower bike when the front brake went full on by its self and he said he was not touching the brake lever. We are going to tear the bike down and look really closely at the brakes. In his words about deciding to keep riding, "I haven't had that true coming to Jesus moment yet" so he'll be back out next year and probably on the same bike.
Once you let fear (even the slightest thought) inside your mind you're done riding, you will never get over it. I was in a near fatal bike accident in Tampa in December of 92, docs told my wife to call relatives because they didn't think that I'd make it through the night. Wasn't as bad as they thought as I walked out of the hospital on crutches a day after the accident. Leathers, gloves and a good helmet saved my life and my skin as I slid through the intersection of Memorial Hwy and W Hillsborough Ave doing about 55 mph after I T-boned an old man that told the cops he thought I had slowed down to let him across 4 lanes of traffic. I am most thankful that I remember nothing about that accident.
He's ok. Actually drove our 75' rig home last night. Went to the hospital with a ton of bruises and the broken wrist. Dinner Saturday night was fun cause he was on two pain killers and drinking fairly heavily. It was great.
He said he was going around turn 4 which is more of a slight bend than an actual turn and at full throttle on a 200+ horsepower bike when the front brake went full on by its self and he said he was not touching the brake lever. We are going to tear the bike down and look really closely at the brakes. In his words about deciding to keep riding, "I haven't had that true coming to Jesus moment yet" so he'll be back out next year and probably on the same bike.
Once you let fear (even the slightest thought) inside your mind you're done riding, you will never get over it. I was in a near fatal bike accident in Tampa in December of 92, docs told my wife to call relatives because they didn't think that I'd make it through the night. Wasn't as bad as they thought as I walked out of the hospital on crutches a day after the accident. Leathers, gloves and a good helmet saved my life and my skin as I slid through the intersection of Memorial Hwy and W Hillsborough Ave doing about 55 mph after I T-boned an old man that told the cops he thought I had slowed down to let him across 4 lanes of traffic. I am most thankful that I remember nothing about that accident.
