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Scooter + Car = Fuck Me

Scooter + Car = Fuck Me

Let me set the scene for you. It’s Friday evening, I just finished work and was scootering home. Of course the traffic was blocked up with all the worker drones heading home for the weekend. This is where the scooter is at it’s best, I went straight down the outside of the traffic jam. Every thing was going great until, I came to a small side street. Apparently the traffic jam had left a small gap for an elderly lady to turn into the side street. She didn’t see me coming down the outside of the cars and I didn’t see her turning until it was too late.

At this point, I remember seeing the her car and then everything went into slowmo. I heard a screech. I looked to my right and saw the lady in her car. I thought fuck… then I was in the air watching the sky. I thought to myself, I just got hit by a car. Am I going to die? Then I was looking at the ground again, but still in the air. This time I thought, OK you can do this… not the head, not the head, please don’t land on my head. SMACK! Back to normal speed again. I’m on my back looking up at the sky again. I feel fine. Everything is good… is everything good? Can I get up? Should I get up? Fuck it. I slapped the ground with my hands for a bit of encouragement and stood up.

Police Interviews

Police Interviews

The lady was now out of her car and visibly more shaken up than I was. There were people running from restaurants and and cars etc. Everyone offered their support and asked if I was ok. The lady came over and said “You must have been going really fast.” Then she said “Sorry, are you ok… I’m so sorry”.

Someone called the police and they came a interviewed us both. They said they didn’t know who was technically in the wrong, so they would have to get back to us in the next couple of days. So I guess I have to wait for that news. After the cops left, the old ladies daughter and son in law showed up. They were both nice people. She drove her home and he drove me and my busted up scooter back to my place.

Admitted to Hospital

Admitted to Hospital

After about an hour my back and legs started to hurt. I looked at my knee and it was starting to swell to about double the size. Considering the circumstances I thought a visit to the Emergency Room was in order. Ivy took me down there and 4 hours, 2 x-rays and a urine sample later I was heading home again. Turns out everything was basically ok. No broken bones, no busted up kidney. I’m a lucky son of a bitch.

What a great start to the weekend.

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