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July 3rd was supposed to be like any other night: finish shooting a concert, ride home on my scooter, and then upload the photos. But a big piece of styrofoam got the better of me and my bike, and I ended up here with all of you lovely, supportive people.
Fast forward to last night when I rode past the scene of the accident for the first time on my acooter. My palms were sweaty for hours before but I knew I couldn’t spend the rest of my life avoiding that patch of the road.
And just like the night of my spill, there was a car turning right. I also had to navigate around two vehicles stuck in the intersection, which made me grit my teeth even worse.
I got through it and breathed a big sigh of relief…only to narrowly avoid get hit TWICE the rest of the way.
The most ironic part?
I was riding home from a motorcycle classroom safety course.