This phrase is obvious, but I rotated it around thousand times in my mind today, when I saw as my garage neighbour drove his Subaru Outback backward right into my “Eight Ball” tail and dragged the bike not less than half an meter…
The first miracle was my bike didn’t fall. Car wing just stuck in motorcycle and held it.
The second miracle was what I saw after we separated our vehicles. That’s how Subaru looked:
And I am really, incredibly fu*king happy that car manufacturers make parts of their modern products of such a plastic, not of steel.