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writing from a hospital room

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I messed up. Wednesday afternoon I was too enthusiastic and mad in my attempt at killing a fly in the windowpane in front of my desk. There was an ambulance, blood everywhere, three hours in surgery to repair sliced veins, tendons and nerves, and prayers to *** that I wouldn’t lose my right forearm.

So far so good.

As you can imagine, it’s been difficult to post. As a right-handed man, doubly so.

All is working right now but my wrist will be difficult to operate for a while. I’ll need weeks and maybe months of extended physical therapy before I can ride again. Rest assured that I will.

In the meantime, our FREEDOM or DEATH MACHINE Bash is still on, I just won’t be riding.

I hope to be discharged tomorrow morning and I’m sure to have fifty emails waiting that I don’t even want to see tonight. I’ll try to get some things up tomorrow that have been waiting. Please have patience, guys. I’ll do the best I can to keep bikerMetric fresh while I’m gimpy.

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