i was riding my bike up scottsdale rode and a car mirror hit me and they didnt even stop, what jerks, am i right? its like a person who drags a obli next to you when your fellow is fighting a pack of wild virindis and then laugh and recall i rode 11 miles to my friends house, so it sucked having the worst dead arm of my life for 3 miles while i was riding up one of the busiest streets in pheonix, well thats my 2 cents, and as close as i ever get to a lifestone affair any more so
