I woke up this morning with some pain and stiffness in my neck. Then I checked Riding Sun and found out why. Pittsburgh? I know I had a few beers last night, but I think I would have remembered the plane ride.
So now my access stats are filled with Google hits for “Big Ben motorcycle” and “Big Ben helmet” and the like. At least as of this morning, I’m still ranked higher than that Johnny-come-lately in the NFL. After all, I was Big Ben long before he was, and I’m taller, damn it!
More details about that other guy’s accident at the Kneeslider. I don’t like helmet laws, but a ‘busa in city traffic without a helmet ain’t too smart. Still, it looks like the accident was yet another example of an inattentive cager turning across traffic, so I feel sorry for the guy.
Um, for the record, I’m fine, and my bike isn’t even scratched.