Yesterday evening, taking a leisurely trip home on the ZX10R, I was involved in an accident.
While travelling around a smaller roundabout in the village, a lad who was dribbling a football, kicked the ball across the road in front of me.
An awesomely stupid thing to do, I’m sure we can all agree.
However the ball struck the opposite kerb on the inside of the roundabout, and bounced back into the immediate path of the ZX10R.
The front wheel impacted the ball, the bike went down and I hit the road very hard.
I estimate the cost of bringing the ZX10R back to its spotless showroom condition to be not less than £1,000.
And I’m damaged.
My helmet is only fit for the bin.
My leathers are scuffed up.
This occurred in the shadow of the lad’s house. He went to fetch his father.
His father was most defensive of his son’s stupidity, and asked if I’d never kicked a football.
I said I had, but I’d never kicked a football into the path of oncoming traffic.
As a result of this lad’s ridiculous logic (that it is acceptable to kick a football across the road in front of traffic), I now have no means of transport.
And I hurt.
And I have to lose the maximum amount of no-claims it is possible to have.
But even with all of these things, this is the level of parental responsibility that this lad’s father feels is acceptable:
Don’t apologise for the actions of your offspring
Don’t offer any degree of financial assistance
Attempt to justify the actions of your offspring
Offer no assistance at the scene of the crash.
I’m tempted to try one of those lawyers who advertise no win no fee services.