A woman in the road, a split second, a crash. Dad breaks a rib, and he’s off his bike for a month. I am so not happy right now.
This is a route we’ve taken dozens of times over the years. Dad was feeling a little punk I think, so we opted for this shorter, better-known ride today. I’m still very angry about what happened, how it happened, and how the woman who caused the accident just walked away, taking no notice.
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