It's raining like crazy in Pretoria and I was travelling 40km/h the whole way because I wanted to be cautious, and on the street that I live a b!tch was going to jump a stop and suddenly decided to brake.
Me being on a bike, I had to apply brakes because if she jumped I'd not be typing this. It's wet as f**k so my bike goes out from under me. I'm alright just a few scrapes and torn clothes but everyone just stopped and watched me trying to pick up my almost 200kg bike while in pain because the tar ate through my jeans. She just drove off!
My fairing is separated (was the original nc23 fairing) and my brake handle snapped off. Luckily she works perfectly but I'm really just so frustrated that I'd rather cry than go ... someone up
Me being on a bike, I had to apply brakes because if she jumped I'd not be typing this. It's wet as f**k so my bike goes out from under me. I'm alright just a few scrapes and torn clothes but everyone just stopped and watched me trying to pick up my almost 200kg bike while in pain because the tar ate through my jeans. She just drove off!
My fairing is separated (was the original nc23 fairing) and my brake handle snapped off. Luckily she works perfectly but I'm really just so frustrated that I'd rather cry than go ... someone up
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