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I laid my fiance's cousin's 08 harley nightster down at a stop sign about an hour ago. first time I have ever been down on a bike. Owe him a couple hundred bucks worth of parts, and Ive got a big rash on my arm, leg and half my thumbnail is gone.
He had JUST painted his bike custom, and he wanted me to take it aorund the block so he could look at it. I came to a stop sign going normal speed, and the brakes locked up, and I went down on the left side.
Two things came out of this, which is why I am writing this now:
-Priorities: I was not wearing a helmet, as I was just going around the block. I feel incredibly lucky I didnt do any more damage to my body then I did. I feel very different about helmet use now, and quite frankly, motorcycles. The scary part is that I am as cautious of a person as it gets, and it still happened. Very quick, and very powerless feeling.
-Guilt: My fiance's cousin was stoic and stressed that the important thing was that I was ok. We looked at the damage done, and I let him know that I will pay for whatever needs to be done in cash to bring it back up to speed. He does paintjobs for a living, and he painted the bike himself, which is hard to put a price on. I feel so unbelievably guilty at this point, I really am beside myself. It is the CARDINAL sin in my book to violate someone else's property when they entrust it to you, whether it is a yard tool, or a motorcycle. the clutch lever needs to be replaced, the side mounted license plate bent, blinker cover scratched, battery cover scratched, shifter bent, and there is a dime sized scratch on the tank (gold flaked, lucky me). The shifter and the license plate bent back, we agreed the clutch lever needs to be replaced, but the ding in the gold flake paint is the part I feel most guilty about. He says its fine, but I can't accept that.
All of this while I stopped by his house to borrow a ladder.
I am writing this in hopes of feeling better. I am very ashamed with myself about this. Thanks for listening.
He had JUST painted his bike custom, and he wanted me to take it aorund the block so he could look at it. I came to a stop sign going normal speed, and the brakes locked up, and I went down on the left side.
Two things came out of this, which is why I am writing this now:
-Priorities: I was not wearing a helmet, as I was just going around the block. I feel incredibly lucky I didnt do any more damage to my body then I did. I feel very different about helmet use now, and quite frankly, motorcycles. The scary part is that I am as cautious of a person as it gets, and it still happened. Very quick, and very powerless feeling.
-Guilt: My fiance's cousin was stoic and stressed that the important thing was that I was ok. We looked at the damage done, and I let him know that I will pay for whatever needs to be done in cash to bring it back up to speed. He does paintjobs for a living, and he painted the bike himself, which is hard to put a price on. I feel so unbelievably guilty at this point, I really am beside myself. It is the CARDINAL sin in my book to violate someone else's property when they entrust it to you, whether it is a yard tool, or a motorcycle. the clutch lever needs to be replaced, the side mounted license plate bent, blinker cover scratched, battery cover scratched, shifter bent, and there is a dime sized scratch on the tank (gold flaked, lucky me). The shifter and the license plate bent back, we agreed the clutch lever needs to be replaced, but the ding in the gold flake paint is the part I feel most guilty about. He says its fine, but I can't accept that.
All of this while I stopped by his house to borrow a ladder.
I am writing this in hopes of feeling better. I am very ashamed with myself about this. Thanks for listening.
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