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Old 07-19-2013, 09:38 PM   #3
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When my Brother biffed it while going about 40mph riding my DR 650. I was right behind him and watched the whole thing unfold. I remember seeing the bike flying in a tumbling fashion through the air but my focus was on how he fared. I was stopped next to my Brother before the DR had stopped its tumble and told him: "DON'T MOVE, DON'T GET UP!" He tried to stand and I yelled "STAY DOWN... Just sit there a minute"

I dismounted the bike I was riding and went over and picked up my DR and rested in on it's kick stand, then went to see how he was. I was sick with concern but after talking with him I helped him to his feet and after a thorough self examination he said: "You know, outside of a bruise on my hip I think I'm good... How is the bike? I'm sorry I wrecked your bike."

Outside of EVERY possible piece of it getting scratched up some there was NOT ONE SINGLE PIECE BROKEN. Hell, the handlebars and mirrors weren't even bent.

I was so elated that I never even asked for him to chip in for new plastics.
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