whoa whoa whoa, back up.
I've finally got everything straight w/ the insurance company. They decided to give me retail value on the bike (instead of a salve title value) because of how well maintained it was. It was like the angels opend up the clouds and sang to me this morning. here's their offer.
nada value 4858.63
+303.2
-5
5156.63
-250 deductible
4906.63
Heres the story.
I lowsided 2 weeks from today because of some roadkill and pea gravel in a sharp up then downhill low speed (10mph) turn. couldn't find an apex w/o debris (dead ground hog in my lane) or stop the bike, and ended up putting it under a guard rail.
Testament to leathers, i walked away with only a bump on my knee as i slid into my bike and my back wheel collided with it. i was going maybe 25-30.
either way, the f3 is totaled, and im bike searching ferverously. Have been looking at a 929 locally, but im waiting on insurance to give me a go ahead w/ the whole deal before i make an offer or put a deposit down. havent seen any 600's that are clean. apparently people consider a "clean" bike to have only a few drops and couple cracked fairings.
all in all this year has started out shitty for me, as far as riding goes. I put in 300 miles that day before it happened, was just starting to get my bearings back, and lost my head for a split second before the asphalt met my ass.
the leathers ebbs helped me buy saved my fucking ass.
Yea my knee is still a little sore due to the collision, i slid for quite a few feet, remarkably the leathers held up GREAT. Only got to get my knee down once w/ em.
Its not a matter of if, its a matter of WHEN i get a new bike. I'll def have something before indy, i cant wait to meet all you guys up there. but in the mean time im just kind of using this as an opportunity to lick my wounds, collect my ego, and wait for an opportunity to present itself. I REALLY want to get to the rally though, thats my hurdle, ya know?
ya the best thing i took from this is to just ride the ride. all day i was just cruising around 70 on these back roads and just having a blast being out on two. i started to get back my fundamentals (looking through corners, body position, etc etc) and that coupled with having leathers on for the first time just gave me a little too much confidence. it was fucking scary how quick it went from being in complete control, to seeing the dead coon (ha i wish, it was a groundhog), and having to adjust the bike to go outside my apex and hit some nasty pea gravel. i remember going back and looking at the road in astonishment, cause there was actually so much of this black pea gravel in the middle of the road it just looked like asphalt (literally, if this was my lane, it was all located here, the X being the dead animal and the % being the gravel...
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anyways i look at is as lesson learned now, i just wish my ins co would give me a few more benjamins for the bike... i frickin loved that F3.
yea, im not even trying to make excuses. i know my limits, i knew the road, and i just let my adrenaline get in the way of of my judgment.
I've still got blood on my boot from kicking that mother fucking groundhog straight off the road.
Its such a shitty time to buy a bike, but... im only getting older my friends, i cant think i'll look back and this and tell myself im glad i wasn't doing what i loved while i still graced gods green earth in my youth.
and thats the story. paraphrased from a conversation i had with ebbs, but you guys get the idea.
I'll be back on 2 before my birthday (may14) and will have the cash to still make the rally and Indy. Things are looking up.
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