So....got my first 'wings' this labor day weekend! XD Involved in a motorcycle accident with my uncle Ray (who is undoubtedly the most awesome motorcycle driver I have ever known and has not crashed in over 22 years). Which sucks, cause his bike was amazingly gorgeous and awesome and road sex all in one package with over 85,000 miles on it (his goal was 100,000). We got sided by some loser who misused his blinkers and tried making a wide right turn with his left turn signal. IT IS NOT ILLEGAL TO PASS SOMEONE ON THE RIGHT SIDE WHEN MAKING A LEFT TURN WITH THEIR LEFT TURN SIGNAL ON. Hence, we jumped forward to pass him (my uncle Brian behind us on the warrior about to do the same) and the freaking truck, trailing a boat, turned sharp right into our side and pushed us off the road at about 25 - 30 mph. Took out a nice 4 by 8 stopsign/streetsign and smashed someone's fence, and we both took a nice roll.
Luckily, it was a clean spill ~ I rolled twice and bounced up, and asked Ray if he was ok the same time he asked me XD, then tried to step and my left leg wouldn't support my weight.
Lol I'm heavy, but not THAT heavy...so yea, my uncle Brian was like lightning and picked me up off the gravel and got me to some grass.
*sigh*
Spent the rest of the ride with uncle Ray and the towtruck guy contemplating on all the things that could have, might have, or maybe should have and didn't happen about the scenario. Got me some x-rays when I got home and thus, I have a broken fibula towards the ankle connection. Might need surgery. We'll see. Everyone else was peachy.

And yes, crutches suck. It's a love-hate mutual. Whatever.

I can't wait to get my own bike. <3