I traded my
Honda 50 Motor Scooter for a Honda 90 Trail Bike very similar to the one in the
photo above.
One of the
people I loved riding with was my neighbor Lonnie.
Lonnie liked
to take the muffler off his 50 cc motorcycle so that it sounded loud and
impressive. I thought removing the muffler to go straight pipe was a stupid
concept as the muffler is there for a reason.
On this day
Lonnie and I were riding near my home at 4263 Saint Andrews Road. If you look
on a map of 4263 Saint Andrews Road and then to the northeast you will see the
intersection where Sequoia Road, Oak Hill Road, and Sage Drive meet. Today I
will talk about a scary incident that took place between me and Lonnie on Sage
Drive.
We had just
come down Oak Hill Road and we turned onto Sage Drive. As you can see on a map
Sage Drive is a Cul-de-Sac, meaning a dead-end street. About half way down Sage
Drive there were many empty lots with nothing but dirt and weeds.
Lonnie was to
my left and I was on the right of Lonnie. We were both traveling around 40
miles per hour when without warning Lonnie leaned to the right, went directly
in front of me toward the empty lots to the right, and before I knew what
happened I slammed into Lonnie and his motorcycle and I broadsided him.
I remember
watching Lonnie and his motorcycle cart wheeling in the empty lot and flopping
to a stop. I remember that I stopped when I broadsided Lonnie and I flew over
my handlebars. I remember landing hard on the street and it hurt. But I had
learned years before that even on the hottest day I would wear boots, jeans, a
heavy jacket, thick gloves, and a helmet, to avoid serious injury.
My bike was
messed up but it wasn’t that bad. I was bruised but all my protective clothing
saved me from serious injury.
When we got
together I demanded to know why Lonnie cut in front of me. He said he saw the
empty lot and he thought it would be fun to turn and ride into the lot. I then
asked Lonnie didn’t he remember I was riding to his right and he said with his
muffler taken off his bike and it was straight pipe he couldn’t hear my bike
over his exhaust noise.
I stopped
being Lonnie’s friend after this incident.
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