So I got the call I wasn't expecting from my friends girlfriend on Tuesday. He was going home from work on his bike not being the smartest, he was speeding and cutting lanes. Stupid yes I know. Anyways he was looking back to change lanes as he was coming up to a light that was red(the sun was in his eyes) he hammered on the brakes and dumped the bike, his body slammed into a car. I emailed a woman that saw it and tried help him, she said he barely had a pulse 30 seconds after the crash. She and some army guys rolled him over to start CPR but were it was pointless. He was dead already. Atleast they tried. He ended up dying of spinal injuries. It's been 10 years since I've been rocked like this. Last month we were both in our friends wedding we had a killer time I'm glad that was the last I seen of him. I was trying to get some time off this summer to go camping with him but that isn't happening now. It just really sucks I knew him since we were little kids. It's hard to not be able to say good bye and to kick the what if's. thanks Tristan for all the fun times, some of the best nights were in your garage late at night blaring music drinking beer smoking the green and working on your various bikes and rides. I can't say I ever had a bad time with you. Love ya buddy, until we meet again......
