Dukat
Resident Freddy
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so I came off my motorbike earlier today, legs are still bleeding rofl. I walked away from it, but I was lucky. anyway, it was because of diesel or fat or some shit on the road, skidded lost control and the next thing I know I'm skidding along the road on my shoulders, as I'm skidding I remember looking up and briefly meeting the eyes of the driver of the car coming the other way, who was looking down at me through his side window as he went past.
Went past and kept going. after I narrowly avoided rolling under his wheels.
My bike was on its side, wheel still going round because it was in gear, I had obviously just fucked up, and the guy keeps going? what?
As I say, I'm ok, a guy in a lorry stopped and helped me out and made sure I was ok, I managed to drive it home and have since gone through all of the stuff that you go through after these things happen.
Anyway, the thing that I just cant get over is how the guy in the other car met my eyes, yet still kept going, by the time I'd stopped skidding he'd gone around the corner, so for all he knows I could well still be lying there by the side of the road. How can people do it? Dont they have a conscience? dont they care? If I saw my worst enemy in the same situation I'd stop and atleast make sure he was still breathing ffs.
I guess its not that unusual, but when things like that happen it really does shake your faith in people generally. I actually used to live down where the guy was headed for, so its probably very likely that I knew of the person - or that he knew of me. How do these people think? What allows them to function in such a way?
Just baffles me tbh.
Went past and kept going. after I narrowly avoided rolling under his wheels.
My bike was on its side, wheel still going round because it was in gear, I had obviously just fucked up, and the guy keeps going? what?
As I say, I'm ok, a guy in a lorry stopped and helped me out and made sure I was ok, I managed to drive it home and have since gone through all of the stuff that you go through after these things happen.
Anyway, the thing that I just cant get over is how the guy in the other car met my eyes, yet still kept going, by the time I'd stopped skidding he'd gone around the corner, so for all he knows I could well still be lying there by the side of the road. How can people do it? Dont they have a conscience? dont they care? If I saw my worst enemy in the same situation I'd stop and atleast make sure he was still breathing ffs.
I guess its not that unusual, but when things like that happen it really does shake your faith in people generally. I actually used to live down where the guy was headed for, so its probably very likely that I knew of the person - or that he knew of me. How do these people think? What allows them to function in such a way?
Just baffles me tbh.