Last winter, I learned a key lesson… or I thought I did. Lesson Number One, regarding winter rides on a cold night: Tires are very slick when cold. Don’t apply too much throttle.
Tonight I failed at practicing such an easy precaution. And in turn I learned Lesson Number Two: Keep your visor down.
When I lost it on the spin I over corrected and high sided. As I hit the ground, my face hits the frame of the rear view mirror. In my right eye to be exact.
Sigh.
The bike collects more scratches. Humph. And when I get to check out my mug in the mirror back home… a trickle of blood is seeping from the corner.
I cried blood, my friends.
No… I didn’t really cry. I just hate winter. And it’s practically worth crying over.
:cry: