A week ago Friday I wrecked my Motorcycle. First time in over thirty five years of riding. A dog ran in front of a van pulling a utility trailer, van parked it I couldn't stop and the dog walked away. I got a ride in an ambulance and a broken clavicle, bumps, bruises and scrapes. The bike has mostly cosmetic damage easily repaired. My collarbone how ever took a plate and four screws to fix this last Friday. Which by the way hurt more than the accident! Why does this please me? Because I have reviewed the accident over and over in my mind. It could have been so much worse! I did everything I could have possibly done to avoid it except stop in time and as they say "it happened so quick" I am very blessed....