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You neglected to say how fast both you and she were going or how much of a space cushion you were maintaining for any and all traffic around you. Or, were you off in mental never-never land and not paying attention. Them fucking rice rockets will surely kill you. Tell me to get off my Harley? FUCK YOU!
I'm sure there's more to the story than what's posted. Those "lite" bikes don't stop very quickly, do they? Oh, the wheels stop spinning but there's not enough vehicle weight to give GRAB to the tires. Oh, and, if you remember, did you hit the front or rear brake FIRST? You didn't say. And, finally, how'd you allow yourself to get into a non-escape situation?
You ricers amaze me. Luckily, you're usually riding the opposite direction.
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