Well tonight I died a little on the inside.. My bike had an unpleasant meeting with a brush guard. Fortunately I wasn't driving my bike! Attachment 52444
I'm sure people are wandering how this happened so here you go. I had just got done from working and was driving through town. I seen a couple of my friends in the local hangout spot and figured I would stop by and reminisce. Minutes pass and my buddy decided to head home, well I figured he had seen me park my bike on the side of his truck(keep in mind he has a Chevy dura max which is lifted so side visibility is almost obsolete). As he started backing out I was talking to my friends so I wasn't paying much attention as to what was gonna happen next.... Yes he ran right into it as he was turning to back out. All I hear is metal being scraped against the asphalt and I almost threw up. All I could do was stand there with my head In my hands hoping it was just a dream..