May 16, 2017 9:11am CST
I've mentioned before that my 46-year-old daughter Lisa over the last couple of years has had a fascination with motorcycles; particularly Harley Davidson's and that she bought one. She's had 2 wrecks in that time-frame and fortunately has just come out with scrapes. Well, on Saturday she was practicing for a 100-mile run for a charity cause and while enroute, laid the bike down. She was #3 in line. Her husband and friend were ahead of her racing and acting like idiots. They had just crossed over a hill and when Lisa topped the same hill, she realized that her idiot husband and friend were side by side and had slowed way down (like they were getting ready to race each other). She couldn't go to the right of them as there was no shoulder and she couldn't go to the left of them as that would have been in oncoming traffic and she couldn't go between them as they were too close to each other. Sooooooo, she slammed on the brakes and when she did, the rear tire went out from under her. She and the bike went skidding down the highway. The bikers following behind her saw the wreck and called an ambulance. She bruised her right shoulder and her arm is in a sling. She lost most of the flesh on her right elbow and both knees. Thankfully she was wearing full gear or it could have been much worse. This makes wreck #3 and I told her it might be time to think about getting on that bike again as #4 could be her final ride.
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• Fairfield, Texas
My one and only wreck was when I was 11 years old @Happy2BeMe . My Dad was a motorcycle nut and figured I should be too. The day of my accident, I was wearing only shorts and a T-shirt. We hit some soft sand and as the bike kept flipping from side to side, the exhaust pipe kept hitting my left leg. The bike finally fell over with the pipe side on my leg. I had 3rd degree burns. I still have the scar at age 66. I never got on a bike again.
@nanette64 That must have been scary at that age to go through such a thing. I can see why you never got on again. When I was a very young child my favorite Uncle was killed on a motorcycle. He was just a teenager at the time. I remember everything about that day and the days after and I have no desire to ever be on a bike.
• Fairfield, Texas
@Happy2BeMe And it's even scarier today. Most motorists don't even pay attention to a bike rider and with cell phones in the mix, bikers are at serious risk. So sad about your Uncle. Geez and at such a young age. The worst part about my incident is that my Dad didn't believe in doctors, so after a week, my leg had a thick scab on it that was leaking GREEN. My Mom made him take me to the ER. Let me tell you....they used a scrub brush to get the scab off; then put sulfa salve on it. OMG!!! After a week I had to go back for them to change the bandage. The new skin had grown into the bandaging. Instead of the nurse soaking the bandage off, she ripped it off my leg and I started bleeding.
• United States
She has the risk taking spirit. Oh yes, I would quit now while the going is good. I am sorry to hear this Nanette, I know this is a great worry to you. It is a miracle she was not hurt worse. Husband should have more care for Lisa, not encouraging her.
• Fairfield, Texas
Since my Dad considered me a 'boy' (I was the oldest child), he thought I should learn at age 11. A 650 BSA Triumph. I could barely touch the ground with my toes. He decided early one morning that we were going to go for a ride. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. We hit some soft sand and the exhaust pipe kept burning my leg. I went down and the bike laid on my left leg where the pipe was. I had 3rd degree burns. I still won't get on a bike to this day.