I’m ok in case you’re curious.
I’m riding back from the Pink Pony (best potato skins ever!) and I see a truck wanting to turn out of a restaurant but I don’t pay too much attention to it because I’m riding on a sidewalk and I’m not booking it or anything. I start to drive past him, my front tire just getting past his headlight when he pulls forward. I drift away from him assuming he’ll stop and…crunch.
He was going slow and thankfully my bike took all the damage. He was thiiiiiiis close to running over my foot, only the pedal was angled enough that he didn’t, so my bike saved me some annoying damage.
Oh he’s also blind in one eye, AND won’t pay for a new bike because “only the back tire is bend, I’ll get you a new tire”. :rolleyes:
So on Tuesday I am going to go to a bike shop and say “listen…just tell the guy it’ll cost more than the bike to fix and I’ll go to Target and buy a new one”. If the dude is still being a dick I’ll…I dunno…figure something out.
I hate peopel