So exceptionally pissed off!
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 12:23 pm
Sunday I went on a small ride with my girlfriend. We were testing out the alpha version of my helmet comm system which is going to be beta by the end of the week, but that's a different story. We were coming back to her apartment complex and as she went into the parking lot I split off to go pick something up.
I was about a mile and a half away when the helmet comm clicks on and I hear "Ouch! Ow ow ow ow!".
I u-turned in a eyeblink and raced back to her apartment, maxing out my speedometer (only goes to 80), taking curves practically horizontal, and blasting by people getting back to her parking lot. As I pull up I see the bike on it's left side with my girlfriend still partway sitting on it.... and a crowd of people... watching.
I hopped off the bike, ran up to her and find her right foot caught between the rear wheel and fender. I yelled to the bystanders for help as I needed to pull the clutch and pop her into neutral to move the rear tire to free her foot because it was jammed in there pretty tight which involved moving the clutch and reaching under the bike to the gear selector do to the situation. I looked up and they were all just standing there.... looking at me.
So I screamed at them, which broke one from stasis. As she WALKED up I see a guy come out of his apartment with pants barely on holding a shirt and shoes. When he saw us he did a double take, threw his stuff to the ground, took a step forward and all I could think was thank God...... and then he stopped, turned and started dressing.
I got her foot free, and lifted the bike off of her (it didn't hurt her because of the crash bars) and then started attending to Monica. She was holding her foot to the left and it looked horrible. I told her to stay there and I was going to get the car to take her to the hospital (two blocks away and faster by the car next to us than by ambulance- also because of my association with the hospital I can get her onto the reserved ambulance bed just as fast). Just as I'm about to go to the car the heroic dresser walked up and asked me if I had a phone... I'm hoping he was thinking to call 911, but I never found out because before I could answer he walked off.
Long story short, my girlfriend likes to hold her ankle in weird ways after twisting it. She wasn't hurt other than a few bruises on her foot from twisting it up in the tire, and she still has no idea how that happened after she had come to a stop. I think she was putting the kickstand down and the bike was leaned too far to the left so when it hit ground she lost her footing and it went over.
Still... I can't believe a whole group of people stood by and watched a girl under a motorcycle crying in pain, tears going all over yelling for help and did nothing... I'm also incredibly greatful for my comm system.
I was about a mile and a half away when the helmet comm clicks on and I hear "Ouch! Ow ow ow ow!".
I u-turned in a eyeblink and raced back to her apartment, maxing out my speedometer (only goes to 80), taking curves practically horizontal, and blasting by people getting back to her parking lot. As I pull up I see the bike on it's left side with my girlfriend still partway sitting on it.... and a crowd of people... watching.
I hopped off the bike, ran up to her and find her right foot caught between the rear wheel and fender. I yelled to the bystanders for help as I needed to pull the clutch and pop her into neutral to move the rear tire to free her foot because it was jammed in there pretty tight which involved moving the clutch and reaching under the bike to the gear selector do to the situation. I looked up and they were all just standing there.... looking at me.
So I screamed at them, which broke one from stasis. As she WALKED up I see a guy come out of his apartment with pants barely on holding a shirt and shoes. When he saw us he did a double take, threw his stuff to the ground, took a step forward and all I could think was thank God...... and then he stopped, turned and started dressing.
I got her foot free, and lifted the bike off of her (it didn't hurt her because of the crash bars) and then started attending to Monica. She was holding her foot to the left and it looked horrible. I told her to stay there and I was going to get the car to take her to the hospital (two blocks away and faster by the car next to us than by ambulance- also because of my association with the hospital I can get her onto the reserved ambulance bed just as fast). Just as I'm about to go to the car the heroic dresser walked up and asked me if I had a phone... I'm hoping he was thinking to call 911, but I never found out because before I could answer he walked off.
Long story short, my girlfriend likes to hold her ankle in weird ways after twisting it. She wasn't hurt other than a few bruises on her foot from twisting it up in the tire, and she still has no idea how that happened after she had come to a stop. I think she was putting the kickstand down and the bike was leaned too far to the left so when it hit ground she lost her footing and it went over.
Still... I can't believe a whole group of people stood by and watched a girl under a motorcycle crying in pain, tears going all over yelling for help and did nothing... I'm also incredibly greatful for my comm system.