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Mon Apr 28, 2008, 5:59 AM
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I hit someone on a bike today. That was scary. Thankfully he's mostly okay. He hit my front right fender and slid across my hood. Thankfully he was wearing a helmet. He said he thought he was fine, but with his adrenaline running (and mine as well) he'll probably be feeling it more tomorrow.

Of course, he'll need a new bike and I said I'd get him one. I drove him to the doctor's office (which was where he was going in the first place) and we exchanged numbers. I probably should call my insurance agent. My right fender has a pretty wicked dent in it.

Amazingly, he kept asking about my car. I kept telling him it didn't matter. So long as he was okay, it didn't matter.

I don't know if anyone was at fault. A car had stopped so I could turn across traffic into my parking lot. I turned, but he was riding the curb. We didn't see each other until it was too late.

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Oh, that's scary. I'm glad he didn't get hurt too badly, though. Sometimes I think bikers think they rule the road, and that everyone else should watch out for them, and they don't have to watch out for anyone else. At least that has been my experience with bikers on the road.

You probably should call your insurance agent just in case. At least that's what I've always been told. My dog bit a neighbor kid because she was tormenting him, and she crossed through the invisible fence, and even though the neighbor didn't make a stink about it, I went ahead and called my insurance agent first. He said that he appreciated the heads-up in case something did come out of it. But he didn't put it officially on record since the mother never called and filed a claim.
He went to the doctor and only had sprained fingers. He said he's going to take it easy for the next couple days. In Michigan we have no-fault insurance, so I don't completely understand the rules. I only understand that it's 10X more expensive than Ohio. I'll mull it over. I probably should tell them, but I don't think it's going to amount to anything. >_>

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Well, that's really good that he wasn't injured more than that. I know Ohio does seem to have cheaper insurance rates than any of the other states I've lived in (and I've lived in a few), so I can believe that it could be a lot more expensive.
I'm guessing he was probably in your blind spot so you didn't see him, and he didn't see your indicator light. An easy enough mistake to make I guess, good thing he wasn't badly hurt or anything.

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BLEAH, my passenger door won't open, so it looks like I'll be reporting it after all. Higher insurance payments, here I come!

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Yeah, I'm pretty relieved. He was actually behind/beside a long line of cars. Neither of us could have seen the other coming. He ended up with only sprained fingers. I think we're both pretty lucky. I would have never forgiven myself if I had hurt him any more than that.

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Aww, goodness! That sounds horribly frightening. I suppose I would have panicked in that situation. x_x

I'm so glad he's okay, and that you're okay, and that everything is fine. =)

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Well, I checked my passenger door, and it's refusing to open. I'm hoping if I bang out the dent, then the door would open. My husband keeps saying to just get a new car. But I only owe $800 on my car!!!

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...Is the frame bent or anything? When I crashed my car, the frame bent and that's why my door wouldn't shut. (But admittedly, my roof folded in more than anything.)

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And the stars just sit there and glimmer like they don't notice how we're dying inside, and the rain still pours and mocks us in our death, and the world goes on when all the hearts are broken.

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