This morning seemed like any other morning that I have to stay late at work. A cloudy, gloomy day with no chance of sunshine in sight. Yes, a normal monday. When I left the business park I was on the phone with my fiancee giving him his wake up call. The road that leads through the entire industrial park is full of blind hills and winds like crazy. As I was heading up one of the hills where the highway offramp is perpendicuar to the road I saw a man on an orange criusing bike getting off the highway (maybe a harley, maybe a goldwing... idk). I saw him, but he didnt see me nor did he come to a comlpete stop and he rolled right out in front of me. All I could see was my bumper t-boning the bike and the man flying onto the hood of my car into the windshield. So I hit the brakes and swerved to the right leaving a long dark skid mark in my wake and the man on the bike herd the tire squealing and then decided to gas it. For a split second I thought "what a fucktard" then I was overcome with a panic and I started hyperventilating and shaking. And thats when I started thinking what if I didn't see him? What if he went under the car? What if I killed him?

I know we all love watching those collections of videos where retards eat shit fucking around on motorcycles. I did too up until now. Those people that do that can get severely hurt or even die. And what about their families? Their wives and children? I know a few people who have had husbands, fathers, or even children die in crazy accidents that could have been avoided if they had been paying attention of not goofing around. I'm not saying that some of those videos aren't funny because some are. I'm just saying I know how scared I felt then the events of this morning happened and I bet that guy almost crapped his pants too. But I can't imagine how his family would have fet to lose someone in an accident like that.

So please, look twice and save a life because motorcycles are everywhere.