so this morning i am riding my bike to the studio when i got hit by a car. i tried to stop. she did not (didn’t see me). we made contact. i tucked and would like to think rolled but i believe it was more like flying. although with how slowly time was passing, my thought once i had cleared the car but had yet to land was “that went well”

if your imaginations are racing i have made some playful drawings to further make light of how close it was to all being over (i only entertained that one for a millisecond or so.)

this first one is me on my bike. the second one is a bird’s eye view of the brewing storm. what follows is a crude heads on of the car and my travels onto and over it. then some details of my accident report.

enjoy!

good times huh? here’s one of me after the accident with my scrapes and bruises. swelling was pretty immediate, as was the arrival of the firemen. they set about checking my vitals and then giving me the thumbs up. one of em asked if i had played football cause i looked like i knew how to take a hit. good skill to have i guess, hope i won’t need to employ it again anytime soon.

oh and to all of you cynics out there, no i’m not suing. the lady who was driving is gonna pay for my bike to get fixed so all is well.

“life moves pretty fast....”

                                Ferris Bueller