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I went down a few weeks ago on the way home from work in LA. Accident right in front of me that I simply couldn't avoid, and I've been riding my whole life and for years in LA. Man, I went down hard even though we were all going about 15 fucking miles an hour. Doesn't matter. The pavement is unforgiving. My body slid into a parked car too, but my helmet saved my head, which hit first. Neck is still sore.
So the cars were all fender benders and my beautiful Suzuki Bandit 1200 is totaled. That's also the reality of riding a bike.
I won't watch the video. I don't ride crazy. I have a wife and son. But I think these vids do serve a purpose because people are insane out there. I think the vast majority of hotrod bikers are kids. I just gotta think so. No one of any experience would risk their lives for nothing. They know how quickly it can go bad.
So the upshot for me is, I can't imagine not riding again, but I'm thinking about seriously curtailing or quitting.
What do I do, Baddog?
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