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milliemonkey
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Guys I need your help (as usual),
There was a bad accident outsise our camp the other night where a rider was sadly killed. Initial reports look like he came out of a 60 into a 30 without slowing down where he met a sharp left and lost control hitting a telegraph pole. No other vehicles were involved.
Sorry to be graphic but this has hit home a bit and has made me think twice about riding on the road and ultimately, selling the mille.
Whilst the accident, on the facts available, looks like the riders fault, it's made me realise that anything can happen. I've had a few accidents in the past as I'm sure we all have but this has clicked for some reason. Maybe because it was so close to home.
Still got a Track day booked for the 13th July at Cadwell so maybe that'll help get my head round it. Who knows.
I love bikes and giving it up will be harder than quitting heroin (I assume) but I'm dreading going out there again as, just like Oli has found out recently, anything can happen on the roads.
I live and breathe bikes and it's what seperates me from everyone else. It makes me that bit unique and individual over most others. Without bikes I'd feel like everyone else. A number.
What do you think?
There was a bad accident outsise our camp the other night where a rider was sadly killed. Initial reports look like he came out of a 60 into a 30 without slowing down where he met a sharp left and lost control hitting a telegraph pole. No other vehicles were involved.
Sorry to be graphic but this has hit home a bit and has made me think twice about riding on the road and ultimately, selling the mille.
Whilst the accident, on the facts available, looks like the riders fault, it's made me realise that anything can happen. I've had a few accidents in the past as I'm sure we all have but this has clicked for some reason. Maybe because it was so close to home.
Still got a Track day booked for the 13th July at Cadwell so maybe that'll help get my head round it. Who knows.
I love bikes and giving it up will be harder than quitting heroin (I assume) but I'm dreading going out there again as, just like Oli has found out recently, anything can happen on the roads.
I live and breathe bikes and it's what seperates me from everyone else. It makes me that bit unique and individual over most others. Without bikes I'd feel like everyone else. A number.
What do you think?