Roadhouse lied.
Pain does hurt. I slammed harder than I probably ever have last night. I fell jumping a shady launch ramp to wedge landing. My front tire washed out and I just went down...hard. It knocked the wind out of me, bruised my chest and side, and skinned up my shoulder and elbow. I thought I ripped my shoulder out of socket, at first, but after taking a quick stock of my body parts, I realized that I would mostly be okay once I got my breath back. It scared the hell out of Bobby. I wanted to throw up, but I wound up just spitting a lot. I kept riding for about 30 more minutes, but then everything swelled and tightend up. Tabitha came over and tried to help me, but I guess I get sort of difficult when I am in pain. She seemed a little frustrated with me...not in a bad way, just in a "let me help you, you idiot" way.
She is so rad. Thanks, Tab.
She is so rad. Thanks, Tab.