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Cyclist and his accidentWell, I knew that someday I would have to part paths with my little white truck. Yesterday, on the way back from my parent’s house in LaGrange, it finally happened. As I was eastbound on Greensville Rd. just a half-mile east of I85, a septic service truck, for whatever reason, drifted into my lane. I tried to get out of his way and was, for the most part, successful since it wasn’t a head-on. However, we did make contact – sideswipe- with extensive damage to the back of my little white truck. If this was a head-on collision the outcome would probably been very dire. The good news is that my son and I weren’t hurt. I did receive some minor flesh wounds from when my side view mirror literally exploded as it was slammed by the other truck. I went to the urgent care facility here in Fayetteville and they picked out a few glass shards and closed a little wound on my belly. (They did refuse my request to do liposuction.) I bought my little white truck new in October 1984 from Manhattan Beach Ford in California. It was the first new vehicle that Mrs. Cy and I bought. The sticker price was $10,500 and the dealer offered to install air conditioning and cruise control at no extra cost to sew the deal. It had a manual transmission which I wanted but Mrs. Cy wasn’t exactly happy about that. But, she said I could teach her. Twenty three years latter she still hasn’t learned. My little white truck served me well over the 23+ years that I had it. It hauled everything from building supplies that I need to refurbished our house in LA to those darn ^#%$@* Bradford trees that blew down here. I did oil and filter changes at every 3,000 miles and the only big maintenance was to replace the suspension idler arm and change the water pump. Things do last when they’re maintained. As for gas mileage, I got 28.5 MPG on the drive to my parent’s house. Not bad for a truck with 165,000 miles on it!!!! My little white truck – a Ford Ranger with a 2.3L engine – now sits at my parent’s house. On Monday, I’ll contact the other party’s insurance carrier and have them assess the damage but most likely, because of the age, it will be BER – beyond economical repair. I’ll receive a little check for my expenses at the urgent care facility and for the truck. All total my guess it will be below $2,000. I will obviously not be able to replace “my” truck for $2,000. Now many of you would wonder why Cy would post this story since it just another thing or event that happen in someone else’s life. Well there is a message folks. I know it probably sounds a little “corny” especially for us guys but, when you say “goodbye” to family members tell them that you “love them”. For you never know what‘s coming around that next turn of life. Cyclist Cyclist's blog | login to post comments |