Condolences. That can indeed happen. It's happened to friends. Riding bikes has risks, and the whole point of riding and training is mitigating risks.
Unfortunately, one doesn't know when a soccer mom in a mini van, dabbing eyeliner while texting and shoving McDonalds to the back seat spawn, crosses a motorcyclist's path.
I want this on my gravestone: "While living, he lived."
Condolences. That can indeed happen. It's happened to friends. Riding bikes has risks, and the whole point of riding and training is mitigating risks.
Unfortunately, one doesn't know when a soccer mom in a mini van, dabbing eyeliner while texting and shoving McDonalds to the back seat spawn, crosses a motorcyclist's path.
I want this on my gravestone: "While living, he lived."
Condolences. That can indeed happen. It's happened to friends. Riding bikes has risks, and the whole point of riding and training is mitigating risks.
Unfortunately, one doesn't know when a soccer mom in a mini van, dabbing eyeliner while texting and shoving McDonalds to the back seat spawn, crosses a motorcyclist's path.
I want this on my gravestone: "While living, he lived."