Yesterday I was minding my own business cruising home down the 101 highway on my motorcycle when out of nowhere this car changes lanes real quickly slamming into me. Myself and my bike went straight down and sparks were flying as I was careening down the highway at 40 mph on the ground, luckily not stuck to my bike. After a blur I find myself at rest and by instinct I jump up to see if I am okay and to jump out of the way if other cars were behind me. The car is pretty much on top of the motorcycle so she can't move without backing up. I go over to her window and it's this young millennial girl in shock. I ask her to back up so I can lift up the bike and to put on her hazards and she does. I lift up my bike okay, thankful, because I knew she wouldn't be strong enough to help me, and didn't want to have to stop someone on the highway. I had no idea why I was okay and was thinking I must just be in shock. But I have a leg and a hip today because of this engine guard and my wife's helmet that I was storing on the back which created a pocket for my leg:
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My only injuries are a lightly bruised hip and elbow with road rash.
So I have to ask the girl if she is okay because she is shaking and stunned (I would be to if I just slammed into someone and they were careening down the highway in front of me in a barrage of sparks) We exchange info and I again assess the bike and myself in the middle of the highway and am able to ride off. I am going to have the bike checked out by a mechanic and probably just send her the bill to see if she will help on the repairs to the guard, and anything else damaged. I hate insurance and am actually glad a cop never came. We were there for probably 15 minutes in the middle of the highway. I have found cops to be of little use.
My annoyance is in all the impatient people trying to squeeze by, honking for me to get out of the way as I am trying to asses the situation. So let that be a lesson, in times of crises most people are fucking morons just looking out for number 1 trying to get home. You pretty much just got yourself, and if you are very lucky a compassionate soul or two, when true shit hits the fan.
Also, something that I have been repeating to myself, is that each one of us with two legs and the ability to walk around upright, every day is a gift. Every. Single. Day. There are no guarantees in this life.
Oh, I did some google search on the very attractive chick who hit me, and she is a social media consultant/yoga instructor originally from Suffolk County, NY. I am so glad it was her and not some asshole in a Porche, though, that would be a good way to get a cool 250K.......whatever.
Oh, sorry about those wasps Art, they are pesky, my wife hates them!