So tonight I crashed really hard on the road bike! My right knee is raw meat, I bent my bars an inch, my back wheel is tweaked, and my ego is bruised! Luckily it was my Lemond, not the new Duratank. I biffed it off a curb going about 30 mph and went straight over the bars to my right knee/side/head, NO FUN! Some lady parked near by bolted out of her car and the first words out of her mouth were, "I can't believe you are conscious!" Then she asked if I needed medical attention. I guess I took it hard? A quick phone call to Tina to come save my haggerd a$$ was all I needed. Anyway, crashes are a drag! I hate being sore...I hate a busted bike...but I guess that's why we all do it! To heal up, fix our bikes, and keep on riding..cause we love it! Crash and burn!