But I Thought The Old Lady Dropped It Into The Ocean In The End...

Ugh! Dumped "Little Nellie" - again.

The scarred patch on my left knee is going to have a scar on top of it, but otherwise, I'm fine. Was coming down E. Union just past 18th, when a car crept out of an alley to my right. I tend to get a little cautious when this happens, because I never know if they've seen me, and are going to come all the way out into the street. So, I barely touched my brakes, but that was all it took. Only this time I didn't bounce right back up, because "Nellie" ended up on top of me, and I was basically pinned to the ground in the middle of the street. Fortunately, the driver and several passerby (one of whom claimed to be a doctor - there are several hospitals in close proximity, so not implausible) got the scooter off me, and then stood over me until the Aid Car arrived.

Once they determined I could be moved, they got me on my feet, and off the street, by which point at least one SPD unit had arrived. Needless to say, I was rushing on the adrenaline, and in some serious pain. Fortunately, I had most of my protective gear on: helmet, gloves and jacket - only lacking the overpants-with-kneepads - so I'm out one pair of khaki slacks, and some skin off my knee. Since nothing appeared to be broken, and there was no indication of back or neck trauma, I elected to forgo a ride in the ambulance to the E.R., and even managed to get "Nellie" back home; she of course, suffered only a couple of minor scrapes - in pretty much the exact same places as last time as well.

Oooh, now we BOTH will have new scars on top of old scars...