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Yesterday morning I got creamed by a right-turn-against-red-light
driver (legal in Calif), as I crossed an intersection on my bike.
Witnesses who stopped to help me said that the driver was clearly in
the wrong. Now, 24 hours later, I can't shake this cloud over my
head, how could someone hurt a stranger so badly, and just drive away,
leaving me bleeding in the street? I feel like the Sopranos worked me
over with baseball bats, but worse was my 11-year old son's reaction
when he saw me...he's afraid he's going to lose his Dad, and all of a
sudden I'm not so sure I ever want to ride again. Really, I was lucky
this time, I'm alive, though scraped and bruised, but how can I
continue an activity I love so much when it might get me killed next
time?
Wondering,
ABS
driver (legal in Calif), as I crossed an intersection on my bike.
Witnesses who stopped to help me said that the driver was clearly in
the wrong. Now, 24 hours later, I can't shake this cloud over my
head, how could someone hurt a stranger so badly, and just drive away,
leaving me bleeding in the street? I feel like the Sopranos worked me
over with baseball bats, but worse was my 11-year old son's reaction
when he saw me...he's afraid he's going to lose his Dad, and all of a
sudden I'm not so sure I ever want to ride again. Really, I was lucky
this time, I'm alive, though scraped and bruised, but how can I
continue an activity I love so much when it might get me killed next
time?
Wondering,
ABS