snakeblitz33
Well-Known Member
The story...
I was riding my bicycle on my way home from work today and I was in the margin of the road and I got to within 25ft of my apartment when all of the sudden, a black truck pulls a rolling stop and speeds up to get past traffic. I thought he saw me so I continued on. Next thing I know - he pulls right out in front of me and I slammed into the middle of his truck. He parked while I laid out on the street with oncoming traffic 50ft away from me. I must have been in shock because I didn't get up for at least 30 seconds and it was enough time for people to get out of their cars and come to me and pull me to the side of the street and get my bike out of the road. My bike looks worse than me... the frame is bent, the handlebars are bent, the front tire rim is bent... Basically totaled. Me on the other hand came out with hurting arms and fingers and a hurt knee. Some people wanted to call the police and have an ambulance come pick me up - but I have no health insurance and can't afford a medical bill so I told them don't.
What upsets me is that the guy that pulled out in front of me told ME that I shouldn't have been going the wrong way... and then admitted that he had looked both ways before continuing rolling through the stop. I could have probably sued for medical expenses at least - but I was taught never to sue anyone. Eh, anyways - I'm glad I made it out alive and that oncoming traffic stopped before they ran me over. Whew - what a day.
Things like this make me turn my whole outlook on life... yah know? "I could have died today..." "what have I not done in my life that I want to do?" etc. etc. Maybe I should be thanking God instead of cursing Him.
I was riding my bicycle on my way home from work today and I was in the margin of the road and I got to within 25ft of my apartment when all of the sudden, a black truck pulls a rolling stop and speeds up to get past traffic. I thought he saw me so I continued on. Next thing I know - he pulls right out in front of me and I slammed into the middle of his truck. He parked while I laid out on the street with oncoming traffic 50ft away from me. I must have been in shock because I didn't get up for at least 30 seconds and it was enough time for people to get out of their cars and come to me and pull me to the side of the street and get my bike out of the road. My bike looks worse than me... the frame is bent, the handlebars are bent, the front tire rim is bent... Basically totaled. Me on the other hand came out with hurting arms and fingers and a hurt knee. Some people wanted to call the police and have an ambulance come pick me up - but I have no health insurance and can't afford a medical bill so I told them don't.
What upsets me is that the guy that pulled out in front of me told ME that I shouldn't have been going the wrong way... and then admitted that he had looked both ways before continuing rolling through the stop. I could have probably sued for medical expenses at least - but I was taught never to sue anyone. Eh, anyways - I'm glad I made it out alive and that oncoming traffic stopped before they ran me over. Whew - what a day.
Things like this make me turn my whole outlook on life... yah know? "I could have died today..." "what have I not done in my life that I want to do?" etc. etc. Maybe I should be thanking God instead of cursing Him.