On my way home from the movie I decided to go by PetSmart at 1960 and 45 and get a couple of boxes of Frontline Flea treatment. I was about a car length from the car in front of me and this woman on a Harley pulled in front of me. Fine there was room. Then another woman on a Harley pulled in to the left of her and they started chatting. I just assumed they knew each other. Then the first woman with long blonde hair sticking out from her helmet, turned her head to the other and there was a very neatly trimmed mustache over her lip. Well, I certainly was wrong. He was small of stature and the long blond hair - I just saw a women. The light turned and they turned left and I was right behind them. As we were coming out from under the freeway they both sped up, the woman (the real one) was leading and then BAM one of the bikes was in the air, bounced against the curb on the left and end over end and there was blood squirting, and the the helmet was airborne. I thought OH MY GOD, his head came off. A car had pulled into the guy from the 45 feeder and just knocked the hell out of him. I mean they were right in front of me, about a car maybe 2 lengths ahead. I pulled into the Texas Roadhouse Parking lot and ran over. Many cars had stopped and people came to the rescue. Thank God, the airborne helmet was empty. The squirt was from the guys arm. Someone got a rubber out of their wallet and tied a tourniquet at the top of the arm. That was quick thinking. The biker was laying there obviously in pain and trying to get up to turn his bikes engine off so the spilling gas did not explode, but another stranger did so. Man that all happened so damned quick. The woman that hit him was walking in circles screaming, saying nothing, just screaming. The cops and an ambulance were there in about 5 minutes. The cops talked to the woman, the biker, the gal biker, me, and a couple of other people. Basically, we all told the same story. I was ready to give the second cop my name and all and he said it was not necessary, all of our stories were basically the same. SO I went across the street and continued with my business. But I cannot shake what I saw happen in just a split second. It just proves, that how you interpret what your eyes see, are not necessarily true. It just goes to show GOD IS IN CHARGE. I am so glad to be sober in a world with God. It just does not get any better than that.

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