I don't even know what to do... I'm just riding around, its like ill go up a block or 2 and he'll be there to yell "Timmy!!!!" like he used to... even on nights when I was out riding alone, id run into him somewhere and hear "Timmy!!!!"
He was only 23, he was one of those guys that ya just wanted to be around. Always had something to say....
I met up with him last night for wings, he was already here so i told.him to order me a dozen mild, he of coarse, had them suicide 2 of the wings.
I got to the scene and left my bike 2 houses from where it happened to ride to he hospital with a friend in his vette, my first ride in this guys vette was for this....
I had to go through the intersection twice, there were still he marks on the pavement from the flares and the sand in he road from the cleanup....
My best friend lives a block from there, everytime I wanna go there, I go through that intersection.
When they told his parents it was like it happened right there, the were devastated.... his mother wants us to get all bike stuff out of the house and out of her sight...
When my friend told me who it was, I didn't even know what to do, I was just in shock... I went over there to be sure it wasn't someone I knew, but it was.... the medics on scene were friends and fellow riders... Idk.... this just sucks and words can't fix it, nothing can....
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