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Here's the story behind this crash. Alcohol and motorcycles (or any vehicle for that matter) DON'T mix. This crash was due to drinking and riding. I was not wearing a helmet and in street clothing. I was wearing my Dainese gloves, but that was the extent of protective equipment.

For some reason that I don't know, I was really lucky and walked away from this accident. I mean this literally. I went into a corner too hot and went onto the shoulder and was then high-sided from hitting a steel culvert. I was thrown approximately 75 feet from the point of impact and the bike ended up about 150 feet from there. I hit the ground with enough force to knock my contacts from my eyes. Luckily all I ended up with was a severe concussion, facial trauma, broken wrist, some roadrash on my knees, and lots of soreness. I was told at the ER that I should not have survived. As ludicrous as it sounds, being under the influence of alcohol saved my life. This is NOT something I am proud of.

There is the old saying that "God protects children, the innocent and the stupid" After the events that have occurred in the past 2 years in America, I only believe in the latter. For some reason, God decided to spare me from this crash. I truly believe that. I've never been an overly religious person, but this event has only reinforced my beliefs and spirituality. I promised both God and myself that I would never drink and drive/ride again. This story has happy ending in the fact that I wasn't hurt too bad, and that no one else was hurt either. Things could have been much worse. If I had hurt or killed someone else, I would have to live with that. That would have been really hard. Knowing that I was spared from this fate, I will do my best now to help prevent this from happening to someone else. If I did nothing to try and redeem myself for making this mistake, there would be a problem. Hopefully anyone who reads this will appreciate the message I am trying to communicate here.