So here's my story.
I love my bike. I love my basket. I took off. My chain fell off. I ruined my nail polish putting it back on. I cruise. I wait for the light to change. I get hit by a white Ford Focus wagon. We had car to skin contact. My wrist and foot hurt. My bike is bent. I tell her "I had a green light!" almost in tears. She gives me her name, address and phone number. I call Tyler in tears. He expresses his irritation at all the people on the planet who can't seem to pay attention while they're driving. I make it safely to my destination. I secretly hope that I can have a small injury worthy of some sort of settlement. Haha.
That's my story.
I love my bike. I love my basket. I took off. My chain fell off. I ruined my nail polish putting it back on. I cruise. I wait for the light to change. I get hit by a white Ford Focus wagon. We had car to skin contact. My wrist and foot hurt. My bike is bent. I tell her "I had a green light!" almost in tears. She gives me her name, address and phone number. I call Tyler in tears. He expresses his irritation at all the people on the planet who can't seem to pay attention while they're driving. I make it safely to my destination. I secretly hope that I can have a small injury worthy of some sort of settlement. Haha.
That's my story.
3 comments:
doh! I hope you are okay after you get a settlement :-)or at least a new bike out of it all
OMG! Are you ok?! NM I'm texting you!
:((
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