Pepperell
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I don't know if this is someone on the forum; hope they're ok, anyway!
"The day before I got my January issue and read Boehm's Night Moves column I had a scary accident while riding in the dark. I was traveling on an L.A. freeway at 65 mph on my Yamaha FJR 1300 when a car going 90 mph hit me from behind. I was on the car's hood for a time before landing and sliding on my back. I couldn't see any oncoming cars until I slowed down and turned around. When I did I saw a car coming right at me, so I maneuvered myself to prevent being hit again. When I stopped I was laying in the number 2 lane. I stood up and waved my arms, hoping traffic would stop or slow down so I could get to the side of the freeway. Luckily I was able to get up or I would have been run over. No one slowed down; I had to run in front of several cars and an 18-wheeler. When I got to the side of the freeway I called 911. Ten minutes later a guy in a pickup stopped and asked if I was OK. I told him an ambulance and the Highway Patrol were on the way. He said my bike was way down the freeway; apparently [the guy who hit me] pushed my bike quite a ways. When I was in the ambulance, the guy who hit me came over, apologized and admitted it was his fault. He said he didn't see me because he was looking at his cell phone. I could smell alcohol on his breath.
Remember, it can happen at any time.
Name withheld by request
Diamond Bar, CA"
PS, this is from a copyrighted magazine; if this breaks any rules, please delete!
Scary.
Pepperell
"The day before I got my January issue and read Boehm's Night Moves column I had a scary accident while riding in the dark. I was traveling on an L.A. freeway at 65 mph on my Yamaha FJR 1300 when a car going 90 mph hit me from behind. I was on the car's hood for a time before landing and sliding on my back. I couldn't see any oncoming cars until I slowed down and turned around. When I did I saw a car coming right at me, so I maneuvered myself to prevent being hit again. When I stopped I was laying in the number 2 lane. I stood up and waved my arms, hoping traffic would stop or slow down so I could get to the side of the freeway. Luckily I was able to get up or I would have been run over. No one slowed down; I had to run in front of several cars and an 18-wheeler. When I got to the side of the freeway I called 911. Ten minutes later a guy in a pickup stopped and asked if I was OK. I told him an ambulance and the Highway Patrol were on the way. He said my bike was way down the freeway; apparently [the guy who hit me] pushed my bike quite a ways. When I was in the ambulance, the guy who hit me came over, apologized and admitted it was his fault. He said he didn't see me because he was looking at his cell phone. I could smell alcohol on his breath.
Remember, it can happen at any time.
Name withheld by request
Diamond Bar, CA"
PS, this is from a copyrighted magazine; if this breaks any rules, please delete!
Scary.
Pepperell