I know the details of ClarkeFan's accident. I hope he will share his whole story with you guys. Once you get past how tragic it nearly was, it's pretty funny? I don't think his daughter had any choice. I think she figured his clumsy butt would drain the family fortune if she didn't do something to cut the cost.
In all seriousness, Clarke is lucky to be with us, and I for one, am glad to call him my friend.
ok, I'll try to keep it short....I was heading into DC to work in April, 2014. I was about 5 minutes from home, 5:15 am, decent weather. I was doing 40-45 in a 45 mph zone. I came up over a blind hill and there was a herd of deer smack dab in my path. I don't think I hit any of them, but the next thing I remember was landing on my right shoulder and rolling in the road. Shoulder hurt like hell. So, I'm laying there, realizing I'm okay except for the excruciating pain in my shoulder. I see lights coming on the side of the road I was still laying on. Again, I'm on a blind hill, so I know they won't see me til it's too late, so I roll myself over the double yellow and look up. A pickup truck drives past, the tires just missing my helmet. All I could think about was I needed to walk my daughter down the aisle in a month. The poor guy in the pickup truck stops, and runs over to me. He's shaking like a leaf and is asking if I'm okay and that he didn't see me and what happened. Me, I'm calm cool and collected and tell him I think I broke my shoulder and handed him my phone to call the squad. He had to ask me what road we were on, he was so shook up. I then had him call my wife, who wanted to come down to the accident site. I told her no, just meet me at the hospital whenever she got herself ready, that there was really nothing she could do here anyway. I don't think that guy ever made it to work that day, he was really upset. I had surgery a couple days later, put a metal strap on my collarbone and used 9 screws to hold it all together. The scapula just had to heal on it's own. Apparently, it's the hardest bone in the body to break, and I did it in 3 places. Woo hoo! Still have the screws and strap in there. I already carry a card for metal detectors that go off because I had my spine fused back in 2007 after 3 back surgeries.
I still miss my motorcycle though. I get jealous every time I see someone riding one. But the married woman I live with put her foot down and said no more.
