I was run off the road by a 30-something lady busy on her phone. Thankfully, I was wearing my leather jacket, so no road rash, but it broke my right arm, just below the shoulder.
I woke up in the emergency room with 2 doctors poking and prodding me. I let them know that I was carrying a .45 strapped to my leg. They felt around my legs... no pistol! Oh! $hit! What am I going to do???
Ten minutes later a sheriff's deputy came in to let me know that they secured my firearm at the scene, and when I was all patched up, I could retrieve it at the sheriff's main station.
The arm healed a little cockeyed, and I don't have the range of motion that I used to. My orthopedic surgeon wants to rebreak the arm and reset it. At 67, I nixed that suggestion.
As a side note, nothing happened to the lady who ran me off the road. The deputy suspects what really happened, but because I have no memory of what happened, he had to rely on the lady's version of what happened. Had I had a camera rolling on my bike the outcome would have been different.
The moral to this story...
Be safe and proactive! There are a lot of idiots and a$$holes out there!!!