It shouldn't come as any suprise to anyone thats been a member of this site for long that I don't like guys that ride fast.If it does come as a suprise,read this it may help you understand.
Easter 1985 and two other guys and myself are heading to Wellington for a club reunion.The trip was pretty uneventfull until we got to the turn off to foxton beach.The GSX1100 rider who was a good mate of mine kept leaving us behind so he didn't see when we pulled over for gas at the foxton intersection.Now I think it was Foxton but it could of been one of the other beach turn offs in that area,those of you who live down that way will know the place.The gas station is directly across the road from the intersection.
I filled up and then parked beside the Armco outside the gas station while waiting for my mate to finish doing his thing.As I'm siting waiting I see the 1100 in the distance as he has finaly worked out we arn't with him,and he's coming back looking for us.As I watch I can see he is coming real fast,what I didn't see until the last second was the Austin 1100 towing the 21foot trailer sailer coming up behind me.I guess the 1100 rider didn't notice him either,or if he did he sure didn't exspect what happened next.Just as the bike came level with the intersection the Austin turned right in front of him.I saw the whole thing unfold like some real bad nitemare and I can still see every little detail today.Of course he had no chance,He hit the Austin and bounced off that into the front of the boat,tore a big chuck off the front of the boat an then flew thru' the air an landed right in front of me,like two meters away.
I stepped out into the road and almost got collected by a car coming up behind me,I heard the noise and turned in time to see the tyre smoke and wide eyes of the driver but it didn't sink in until a couple of hours later.
I just ignored the car that had almost hit me an walked over to check out my mate.He was lying on his back but both legs were pointing the wrong way,All down the right side of his body looked like he had been done by a cheese grater.Just as I bent over to open his visor he gave a cough and blood gushed out of his mouth filling his helmet.He didn't move again after that and I just stood there like a stunned mullet.The next ten minites was real strange as some woman who said she was a nurse tryed to give him CPR,we could hear the broken bits inside him crunching as this dumb thing pushed on his chest.Then my other mate noticed the driver of the Austin siting on the road side crying,I had to drag him away as he was screaming abuse in the guys face and was set to smash him.I got him settled down and we both went an sat in the grass beside the gas station while the Cops showed up an got it sorted.The Cop had obviously seen it all before,he parked his car got out took one look,chucked a blanket over the body and then just sat in his car waiting the Ambo'.Another cop took statments from me and another couple of people who saw the whole thing and that was the last I ever heard of it,I don,t even know what happened to the Austin driver.What I do know about is the riders two kids and wife.At the service for him I could hardly look her in the eye and his kids were only two and three years old.The other guy there that day didn't even show at the sevice as he was to shattered by the whole thing.I have no problem with that as I almost didn't make it myself.
Easter has a whole different meaning to that woman and her two kids today.
It does to me as well,it used to be the big ride weekend,now it's just the weekend ##### died, I don't ride Easter weekend anymore.Not ever!!
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