I always liked cars, bikes and the likes. I used to sell them too a few years back. I always wanted those big ones in Mission Impossible and eventually I had the chance to own one. I had a good looking best friend (adored by many women then) who got me into the hobby taught me how to ride it. I also joined several groups and in a couple of months I was quite getting the hang of it.
My best friend went to work one day and forgot to bring his helmet. While on the road another bike turned around without signals and crashed with his bike. He flew into that other vehicle and got his face smashed on it. He had to be rushed to the hospital and got his face into surgery. To survive, he had to have a couple of titanium plates and screws implanted on his face just to survive. It was hard on their family because they had to dish out a few thousand dollars and the other party was barely giving funds. They needed help so badly. I did everything I could but I knew what they needed at that time were lawyers to get them what they need for damages; and justice he deserves. After that I never wanted to ride my bike again. I sold it too. It was a sad day but we had to move on with our lives. I'm also glad that he is still alive!