Remember the 99 Royal Star TD I had?

[Bob Myers]

The one that belonged to a buddy of mine, had sat in his garage for 9 years with only 1700 miles? I sold it to a young man in Cincinnati and have kept up with him since the sale. I'm sure most of you are similar in that something you worked on and spent a lot of time to make it as perfect as possible,, well it becomes part of your life, part of your sack full of life experiences. I received an email from him last night, and I knew from the title that it was not going to be good at the end of the story. The RSTD was ran over by a motorist, Ned( the owner) was standing beside bike. Any way here is the story he sent me;

So last Saturday while I was at work my little brother showed up and told me that my Dad and him were trying to get ahold of me but I wasn't answering my phone. He told me that my Dad's bike had broken down and that he was stranded on the side of River Road about 10 mins. from where we were currently at. I decided to try and get a truck with ramps so we could at least get his bike off of the road. In the process of setting this up he called at stated that my Aunt was going to bring her truck with a ramp and my grandpa to help get it loaded up. I figured this was no big deal and just told my brother to go back and help, and to call me if they needed anything else.

 

About fifteen mins later I received a call from my Dad asking me where my brother was, I told him that he had left me about fifteen mins ago and that he should have been back to him by now. We were both a little worried and decided to give him five more mins to show up or else I would drive back down River Road to make sure he wasn't broken down too. Needless to say, he did not show up to my dad so I left to check and see if I could find him. I made it about seven miles on my motorcycle when I noticed my gas light was on and decided to fill up now jusr in case i had to make another trip back to look for my brother. I then caled my Dad back and he stated that he had just got off the phone with my bother and he was at home because he didn't see dad and figured my aunt had already picked him up. He couldn't call to check because he was on his motorcycle and his phone was dead on top of that, so he just went home.

 

I then decided to go ahead and meet up with my Dad to help him load his bike into the back of the truck. I went the remaining mile down the road and saw my Aunt's truck with the hazzard lights flashing and I pulled over to help. We pulled the ramp out of the bed of the truck and we quickly realized that the ramp was way to steep and narrow to push the bike up. We decided to go and get a small trailer instead, and her and my dad started to close the tailgate of the truck.

 

At this time I turned around to go get my cell phone out of my saddle bag and I saw headlights coming down the emergency lane. I figured it was another family member or even a cop stopping to help us out however, I noticed that the car was coming way to fast. Next thing I know the car smashed into my motorcycle which was about 50 or 60 ft away from the truck at what I could guess to be about 50 MPH. My bike was thrown towards me and i jumped out of the way and into the road just in time to miss being hit by the car, i screamed for my family to look out as all of this was happening. All I heard was crushing metal and glass breaking and a loud bang which I assume was the car hitting my Dad's bike, then another bang as I turned my head. I got turned around just in time to see the car smash into the back of my Aunt's truck.

 

I figured that with everything happening in such a violent and fast manner that the worst thing had just hapened and that I was going to find my family crushed between the truck and car. I ran towards the truck and car screaming for a response from somebody and was hearing nothing, as I got around the car i saw my Dad getting himself off the ground and limping really bad. I then heard my Aunt yell and saw my Grandpa coming over the gaurd rail. A passerby stopped as we were dialing 911 and ststed that they saw the whole thing and were on with emergency services as well. The next few mins are kinda of jumbled up with nothing much more than yelling, and screaming about what the hell just happened and making sure everyone was ok, the cops and EMT's started showing up.

 

While talking to my Dad he stated that he had heard me yell and that he immediately knew what was going on withou exlanation, and turned around just in time to see mine and his bike hit him in the thigh knocking him under the truck. The truck was then hit and he was no longer under the truck as it went forward about 15ft after impact. He receved about a 1.5 in gash on his shin that needed - stitches and a bruised up thigh. My Aunt was struck in the same fashion by the motorcycles but more in the knee and received minor cuts and bruises on her feet and legs from all of the glass. My Grandpa and I were unharmed, just extremely shook up as well.

 

But wait, there is more! The old man who just smashed into us had broken out of a hospital he was commited to for dimentia, and stole the car that he just smashed us with. How could I make that up? The guy never even hit the breaks.

 

Today we went to look at the damage and realized that my dad and aunt missed being crushed by the bikes and the car by a space that is about 2 ft wide. Call it divine intervention or whatever you want but somehow the car was defelcted to the drivers side of the truck's rear bumper and the bikes hit the extreme passanger side of the rear bumper. Leaving a small gap of safe area for my dad and aunt to be in to avoid almost certain death.

 

Needless to say, both bikes are totaled, and my Aunt has 5000 worth of damages to her truck. I cannot accurately describe how fast this happened other than in the blink of an eye,or the shear confusion that took place in the few mins after. But, I can tell you that it is nothing short of a MIRACLE that everyone walked away with their lives. Everything happened in just the right way to save everyones lives and for that you can do nothing else but THANK GOD!

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[RandyR]

Glad to hear that there were only minor injuries to everyone involved.

 

yep, they are out to get you....

[eagleeye]

WOW Now that is a story--and amazing that everyone is relativly OK, thanks for that.

Steve

[Venturous Randy]

That is a shame, but as you know, it could have been SO MUCH worse. Just out of curosity, how did the guy in his state steal a car? Did someone at the hospital leave the key in it? There may be some liability on their part.

RandyA

[KiteSquid]

Bikes and trucks are replacable, people are not.

 

I am glad nobody was hurt.

[Lone Eagle]

Cwap, Bob - sure glad to read that everyone is fairly much OK - that sure could have been much worse.

[naturbar]

a good ending to what could have been a disaster....i agree with divine intervention...God is Great!

[Sideoftheroad]

Glad everyone is ok.

 

Wondering about the insurance side of this. Mentally instable person, might not be any use to sue him. If you file w/ your insurance co. there goes the premium. Like Randy said, keys left in the car? Probably go after the hospital?