Moto GP is something that me and my friends follow on a moderate scale. And Valentino Rossi is a name that has almost become synonymous with the sport. Some might even say he has grown more than the sport itself, which according to me is not true. Anyway, watching a race pumps up adrenaline and a urge to just burn rubber overtakes us all. Lately it has been affecting me pretty much completely and my riding has turned lethal. After a day of hard riding ( tvm to kollam in about 45 mins ) and back half the way in even shorter time, I caught up with my cousin and saw her off at the Trivandrum airport.
At night even though it was raining we decided to go for our customary weekly shanghumugham trip. So JJ was riding his old CBZ in front of me with Suni behind him. It ofcourse had no headlights. So anyway to cut a long story short he crashed into a cyclist at, say 80 kmph ( on a max 30 kmph road ). Luckily no one was seriously hurt. We took them to the hospital to get the cuts and bruises dressed. Grim we should have been, but grim we were not. I've been riding slow today.
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man..we are all too reckless on the road. reality checks like these are like a slap in the face. the bad thing is that after a few days everything goes back to the old ways.
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