Keyser Soze
Tue May 16th, 2006, 01:48 PM
Pretty good post from a rider on the Barf forums
Of my years of riding on infamous backroads such as Highway 9/Woodside areas/ infamous Highway 1, Skaggs, and other roads I forgot the names of, I've seen quite a bit of crashes and it's aftermath....
I came upon a body where the head was twisted completely around on the body lying in the middle of Highway 35.....I didn't know the person nor did anyone else....just a nameless person who was out there to enjoy the day as everyone else...
I had to hold the jugular vein of a woman's neck after she went head on into a van's bumper after crossing the double yellow over a blind hill resulting in tearing her jaw off and barely passing out from shock and lost of blood only to find out she just started to ride but had a chip on her shoulder to prove something to someone which only thing she proved was how easily one can lose a life....
I had to explain to San Mateo Sheriffs and CHP how a young man was decapitated after going off the road and into barbwire fence on a goat trail on Pescadero.....
I had to direct traffic, give statements to best of my knowledge after 2 Ducati riders went head with each other on 84 and one was literally split in half while staring at his liver and organs in the middle of the road.....
I watch as an ambulance crew put a yellow tarp over the body of a recent father of his first child leaving his wife a widow after he hit a mail box on 84 just before the Fire Station.....
I had to take apart a guardrail to pull out a leg of a rider who target fixated and went over the hill only to have his leg caught underneath his FZR1000...
I hold in my arms a good friend who I had to watch his life fade from his eyes after he highsided and had his bike crush and puncture his lungs and heart only to remember him crying for his mother who he hasn't seen in years and was to have dinner the same night as his tragic death only to tell his mother what had happened and watch his family break down in front of me asking me why do we ride...
Then there are countless broken bones that needed first aids to after a rider was trying to keep up with the faster guys or those who got scrapes and scratches all over which are the lucky ones.....
And I'll also never forget only to be laughing, joking around, going out for a ride one weekend only to find out they were killed while riding on the same roads theyve seen 100s of times....
With the internet, I witness the body of a good friend lying on the road with a car on fire in the background.....
If you're wondering why I'm posting this, well, let me say if you don't want to be or watch friends go through the same thing, then slow the hell down on the streets......
ALL THESE ACCIDENTS AND DEATH COULD OF BEEN PREVENTED AND THESE VERY LIVES COULD OF BEEN STILL WITH US LAUGHING IT UP WITH THE REST OF US ON BARF...
There are NO prizes for the fastest rider and the ONLY REWARD worth deserving is coming home safely and to hug your loved ones another day.....
Please be safe out there and leave your ego and pride at home ....
Of my years of riding on infamous backroads such as Highway 9/Woodside areas/ infamous Highway 1, Skaggs, and other roads I forgot the names of, I've seen quite a bit of crashes and it's aftermath....
I came upon a body where the head was twisted completely around on the body lying in the middle of Highway 35.....I didn't know the person nor did anyone else....just a nameless person who was out there to enjoy the day as everyone else...
I had to hold the jugular vein of a woman's neck after she went head on into a van's bumper after crossing the double yellow over a blind hill resulting in tearing her jaw off and barely passing out from shock and lost of blood only to find out she just started to ride but had a chip on her shoulder to prove something to someone which only thing she proved was how easily one can lose a life....
I had to explain to San Mateo Sheriffs and CHP how a young man was decapitated after going off the road and into barbwire fence on a goat trail on Pescadero.....
I had to direct traffic, give statements to best of my knowledge after 2 Ducati riders went head with each other on 84 and one was literally split in half while staring at his liver and organs in the middle of the road.....
I watch as an ambulance crew put a yellow tarp over the body of a recent father of his first child leaving his wife a widow after he hit a mail box on 84 just before the Fire Station.....
I had to take apart a guardrail to pull out a leg of a rider who target fixated and went over the hill only to have his leg caught underneath his FZR1000...
I hold in my arms a good friend who I had to watch his life fade from his eyes after he highsided and had his bike crush and puncture his lungs and heart only to remember him crying for his mother who he hasn't seen in years and was to have dinner the same night as his tragic death only to tell his mother what had happened and watch his family break down in front of me asking me why do we ride...
Then there are countless broken bones that needed first aids to after a rider was trying to keep up with the faster guys or those who got scrapes and scratches all over which are the lucky ones.....
And I'll also never forget only to be laughing, joking around, going out for a ride one weekend only to find out they were killed while riding on the same roads theyve seen 100s of times....
With the internet, I witness the body of a good friend lying on the road with a car on fire in the background.....
If you're wondering why I'm posting this, well, let me say if you don't want to be or watch friends go through the same thing, then slow the hell down on the streets......
ALL THESE ACCIDENTS AND DEATH COULD OF BEEN PREVENTED AND THESE VERY LIVES COULD OF BEEN STILL WITH US LAUGHING IT UP WITH THE REST OF US ON BARF...
There are NO prizes for the fastest rider and the ONLY REWARD worth deserving is coming home safely and to hug your loved ones another day.....
Please be safe out there and leave your ego and pride at home ....