Bad day/made good
So it's a nice day and I decide to take my motorcycle out for a little drive around town. Decide to cruise through old town and check everything out. I'm then leaving and going down a hill with a turn at the bottom. I downshift and prepare for the stop ahead. This is the point where some asshole in a white Accord decides it would be a good idea to pull out of a business complex and cut me off. I have to do a fucking panic stop, and I am still in the turn and countersteer as much as possible to keep the bike vertical. There is still no way I am gonna stop in time and I go down. I was only going about 10-15mph, moderate road rash on my arm and scrape on my exhaust and little road rash on my fairing. Meanwhile there are people standing in the parking lot that see the whole thing. The cocksucker bounces out, I'm on the side of the road and I have to get my shit together before I get run over. All these people that see the incident think I'm like seriously injured and are offering to call 911 and all this stuff. I told them I was fine and put my bike in neutral and walked it into the complex. This cool ass lady stuck with me and was talking with me to make sure I was ok and telling me I had a nice bike and too bad the guy cut me off...I'm in the middle of a re-location and this was some unneeded bullshit, I just thank God that I am perfectly fine and everything is OK. The good that came though is when I went and purchased a tight ass new laptop today which I am typing this thread on. Just goes to show you can't control other people, but when you're feeling down just go drop a couple thousand on a cool toy. Sorry for the rant, you are amazing if you read this whole thing.
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