Log 27
SD 07260.3
Just say no, or how laid-back can you get and live.
Um, like I remember a bang when the tire went. Then a guardrail in front of us, and a truly vivid flash of the front forks folding in before leaving the bike behind and flying. Then things get a bit blurry. I remember my face hurting and my chewed up gloved coming away from my face slick with blood. Like from the bottom of a deep hole I heard K asking for the hypo and finding it empty when I finally pulled it from my pocket, then Kzin sort of just faded into and out of view and someone shooting. Then it got dark and I had odd flashes of things, like K's crying face, pain in my chest and not being able to breath, then looking down on the world as it rushed by below me and wondering if I were dead.
Now my chest still hurts like someone had been punching me and it's still a little hard to breathe, but oddly I don't give a damn. I just want to sleep.