The Chase of the Hit and Run Maxima

O.K., the story is a bit long, but it has some decent twists, and, besides, I NEED TO VENT!!!

First of all, I'm O.K. Thanks to reading this site, and some stunt/crash videos I got at the bike show this weekend, I JUST got my leathers and boots yesterday!

All week, we've had some GORGEOUS days in the A-T-L. (Temp. in the high 60's, low 70's.) So, I've been ridin' all week and lovin' every minute! Today around 4:30 P.M., I was cruising east on Memorial Dr. (6 lane main road) @ about 50 mph. I'm hitting all green lights and enjoying my new toy, and was about to go through another green light at Columbia Dr. I saw a black Maxima heading north on Columbia looking like it was wanting to make a right onto Memorial. (Right turn on red is legal.) As she slows down I see her turn her head in my direction and was certain she saw me (I have super bright lights plus the pathblazer flashing light system and would swear she look right at me!)

THE BITCH DID A ROLLING-STOP AND PULLED RIGHT OUT IN FRONT OF ME!

Brakes lock, bike drops, and the slide begins! I don't remember exactly how I hit cuz all I could hear was the crack that we all know a bike makes when it hits the ground and the scraping as it slid, and the first thing I thought was, "Goddamn! I just the muthafucka!"

Any-who, now I'm sliding and spinning on my stomach: 1st spin, I see the black Maxima's bumper just in front of my nose, and my baby sliding toward on-coming traffic!

2nd spin, the maxima's farther ahead of me (Phew!), but my baby has some how kicked back up on her tires, STILL HEADING TOWARD ON-COMING TRAFFIC!!

Now I'm still sliding, the spinning has all but stopped and my bike is in front of a car, laying next to that car's bumper! (Turns out it side swiped another car first, and both cars were at a stand still waiting to make a left turn. Thank goodness for small favors!) No sooner do I stop sliding, I jump up running after that bitch in the Maxi waving my arms like a mad man and screaming through my helmet for her to stop.

The bitch slowed down, then kept going!!

At that point, I run to my bike thinking, 'FUCK THAT! I've only got liability, and I ain't eating all this shit for that bitch!!'

As I'm picking up what used to be my gorgeous gixxer, I say to the people standing outside thier dented-up cars, "I gotta catch that black Maxima! Write down my tag number, and pull into that resteraunt over there, and, I promise, I'll be back!" As they were voicing there opinions about my mission (they weren't too supportive, but I wasn't paying too much attention) my bike's acting like it dosen't want to turn over. After a few quick prayers, it does and I take off, flying, trying to catch up!

Three miles, and several moving violations later, I spot 'em while I was lane slplitting at a red light. I pull along side and just stare into the car with looks that could kill! To be honest, my head was so cloudy, I wasn't sure it was the right car until the two chicks (white driver, black passenger, and both of them sexy as hell!! Tattoes and piercings everywhere!!) look up at me as if they'd seen a ghost and say, "Oh my God! What happened back there!?" I'm like, "You pulled out in front of me, that's what happened!!"

She says, "No, you must have changed lanes or something, 'cause you weren't there when I looked! It's illegal to change lanes that close to an intersection, so it's your fault!" (Dumb bitch) Then, the light turns green, AND THE BITCH PULLS OFF AGAIN!! I'm like, 'You gotta be kidding!!' I catch her at the next red light and say, "You got two choices: You can pull over and we can discuss this, or you can pull off again, and I'll call the cops and give them YOUR tag and MY story!" The black chick says, "No, we're pulling over now!" (Turns out it was her car.) We pull into an apartment complex (Oaktree Apts, for those who know the area) and they get out the car. (GODDAMN, THEY WERE FINE!!!! Low cut jeans, thongs purposely showing, halter tops) As we're arguing back and forth, I heard that "change-lanes-too-close-to-the-intersection" bullshit one time too often and snapped! I said, "Look, it dosen't matter if i changed lanes in the middle of the intersection while trying to find a sandwich in the bottom of a picnic basket singin', 'Bitch Better Have My Money', YOU HAD A RED LIGHT, SO YOU HAVE TO YIELD!!!" (Beautiful, but stupid as hell!) Finally, I say, "Well you can pay for the damages, or see if the cops agree with you or me."

No sooner do I say that, Dekalb Co. police come rolling up. They drove by, backed up, then pulled up behind us. The first thing they say is, "Sir, put your hands on the car!" Here we go! Turns out, there was a cop a ways back that saw me go down, get up, and take off on the bike. My mirrors were pointing every which-a-way, and the throttle was wide open, so I didn't see or here shit! And, with 4:30 traffic, he got dusted, QUICK!! PLUS I had my gun on me! It's legal, but it definately wasn't helping my situation. (You know how they look at bikers, anyway.) So, now I'm in the back of a squad car telling my side of the story. When another cop at the scene of the accident radios over the statements of the people involved, it matches what I told 'em, and they pull me out of the car. (Thank goodness I caught these chicks, or I'd be UNDER the jail!!!!) I look over in the Maxima, and the driver and passesnger have switched places!!

I know why people do shit like that, (Hell, I've done it!) so, I make sure the cops know who was driving. Half an hour later, I see them pull the chick out the car and slap cuffs on her! She had a suspended license!! She got hit with a ticket for that, PLUS one for failure to yield, PLUS one for leaving the scene! I got charged with zero!! I was sitting there laughing with the cops about how they thought they were gonna throw ME in jail and how fast I got away from the one that was at the seen.

"You were a fuckin' blur, man!!" the cop said to me, laughing. "Good thing you caught up with them, 'cause I damn sure couldn't catch up with you, but we had you're plate and were about to get you, one way or the other!" So, at least I got to run from the cops, weave in and out of traffic, and do 125 in a 45 with out getting in trouble! And the other chick's insurance is gonna pay for everything , and then some!! (A trip to the emergency room after I calmed down had some x-rays show a couple of my joints have some cartiledge damage. Not enough to require surgery, but just enough to get me paid!!) And the best part is, I don't have to exaggerate about shit!! I'll be back on two wheels practicing being on one wheel in no time!!