The amount of motorbike accidents happened daily on the road is so great that people wouldn't even acknowledge it on the newspaper. As a motorcyclist, I agree that motorbikes are at a disadvantage as compared to that of a automobile in terms of safety and protection. A motorcyclist is vulnerable in every direction and one knock from any sides could render the rider incapacitated or even dead. Scary as it is, a skillful rider (like myself) could avoid such a catastrophe with tactical precision and maneuver while on the road. Alas, even I would fall to such catastrophe as there's a first for everything.
On my way back to my new abode, the street of Subang en route to USJ was dark and full of terror in the guise of potholes and inconsiderate drivers. As usual, I humbly zigzagged across the heavy traffic (I do not know why the road home if always congested). Amid the chaos, a car was eagerly swerving to catch the green light a few kilometers in front. Not to be a human pancake, I made way and maneuver to my left. Unbeknownst to me, I hit a pothole at the side of the road and given my lack of balance at that critical moment, I fell and slid across the road in front. Now, good thing it was at the side of the road or I would truly become a human pancake.
By then, I was on the street, grinding in pain. At the very least, the driver came down and checked if I was fine. Coming back to my senses, my body told me that there were nothing but minor bruises and scratches. Unfortunately, my bike experienced some scratches as well but it was still functional. A few construction workers came to my rescue and helped me adjusted my bike before I rode home. It was glad that to know that people still care these days.
Now that I'm thinking back, my bike was not at fault in this incident. I blamed the plotholes. Still, it was something interesting that happened while I was on my bike. Oh well. My scab just came off yesterday morning for those of you who care. Till next time, ciaoz
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