My poor brother got doored by a dumb ass in Berkeley.
He was riding in the bike lane and some fool opened a car door right into him.
His bike is fucked. Bent frame.
He ran into the door with his arm, I guess and then fell down and hit his head hard on the pavement, but was wearing a helmet.
YAY..... for helmets!
Everyone should wear a helmet all the time!
Myself included, damn it.
(p.s. if you ever see me riding without my helmet you have my permission to talk hella shit to me about how stupid I am. It doesn't happen much anymore, but I've been known to *forget* my helmet, despite the fact that my mom and now my brother have both been saved big time by helmets.)
When my brother sort of sat up he looked at his arm and noticed that his whole shirt was covered in blood. All the blood made him feel a little whoosie, so he had to lay back down. A nurse showed up and helped him out. The driver drove away so someone called 911 and reported it to the police. All the emergency people showed up and he had to go to the hospital and get some stitches.
I really hope he gets a new bike out of the deal.
He got a police report and is in the processes of trying to get the other person's insurance to pay up.
Totally sucks!
But as usual, it could have been a lot worse, so you gotta be thankful.
Be careful out there kids.
It's a mad mad world.
