Spit out lava makes black rocks.
And here is the story.
nearby prettier mountain.
This turned out to be the wrong road for a sat in Co.
Weekend warriers were were pushing me and there were few places to let them pass by.
Then,it happened at a fuel stop,I put my leg down,the pants leg caught the footpeg,and I pulled it down on my foot.
Two good guys pulled the 500 pound beast off my foot...I think it's ok.
The morning may say different.
Now I have to find a mirror and a clutch lever for a bike that's been out of production for 11 years.
The foot is just fine this morning,just a bruise no pain.Good thing I had on leather high tops!
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