I was riding home to pick up the SUV to get my daughter from school; they called and said she was ill.
Riding in the center lane of a six lane divided roadway (3 northbound, 3 southbound), I saw a car entering the roadway from a parking lot. Surely he saw my Joe-esque front illumination. Nope, he's still coming. S#!+ !!!
Full bat-braking, down-shifting, and tactical move to the left. Almost clear, almost, might make it, a little more . . . CRASH! Car was accelerating too quickly for me to get out of his way. LT glances off the front corner of the car, falls to the left, I eject over the Cee Bailey's #2 -2, leaving a bit of forehead on the way over it. I tucked, rolled, sprang to my feet, and moved off the roadway in case someone wanted to flatten me despite my having survived the TC.
Tunnel vision starts to fade, fortunately no bright light at the end of it, and a brother in blue is helping me. He called for rescue, and as we get the LT out of the roadway he tells me that he saw the whole thing and it was good that I saw it coming and maneuvered as I did.
Face is covered in blood from the wound, I'm starting to ache. Sirens, klaxons, and it starts raining police -- I know many of the officers in my town, and they know me (and they ride BMWs
). Nice to have friends around at a time like this. Medics clean me up and put a bandage on my noggin, splint my writs, and give me some ice packs. The officer who saw it asks me if I want to see the video. Huh? Yup, ladies and gentlemen, his in-car audio/video system is digital and buffers two minutes. When they hit the lights, the preceding two minutes is save with the rest of the activation, so the entire accident was captured. What are the odds?
Turns out the guy who caused the wreck is an adjuster for one of the big insurance companies. He profusely apologizes for his DWHUA and admits full responsibility, also captured on police audio/video recording. Again, my Guardian Angel has watched over me. Nice to see an honest man under circumstances like this.
Went to the ER, many X-Rays and meds later, I still feel like crap but nothing is broken. Strains, sprains, and bruises. Chunk missing from forehead, but will be the topic of many conversations over my remaining years, to be sure. Clothes not torn but the friction against the skin caused some minor abrasions. Doc tells me to expect to feel worse tomorrow. I knew this, but thanks for the ray of sunshine, doc.
As I post this, it IS tomorrow, and I DO feel like hell. Damn, that doc was good at predicting the future. If only he could have told me today's lottery numbers.
All in all, I am truly blessed. It could have been A WHOLE LOT WORSE. I suspect the bike may be totalled based on the extent of the Tupperware damage. I suspect there may also be some underlying structural damage, as some parts appear to be torqued and moved several inches out of position.
Funny (not ha-ha funny, but odd funny), I was thinking of buying a newer bike. I suppose this will happen pretty quickly now. Like the title of this thread says, my guardian angel was certainly with me today, there is no doubt in my mind. The LT's ABS, and my training and experience took care of the rest. I can get a new bike, and it will be an LT. At least I'm around to tell the story, not much worse for the experience.
On a personal note. . . Thank you to all for the many kind words. I am fairly well doped up, but your friendship and compassion has cut through the narcotic haze and has truly touched my heart. If the measure of a man is the company he keeps, then I am on top of the world and am that much better for having friends such as you all.