Some people are just heartless, but i believe in karma [look what happened to HRC when they fucked with Valentino...]: I was riding with Sean Crane on the back of my boyfriend's motorcycle the night of his horrible accident. We left Delirium at 16th and Albion at about 2:10 am. Sean was in a fabulous mood. We were going back to his place for drinks and socializing. Sean was on his new bike. Red, fast, he had only had it for a few days. Not even any plates on it yet. As I pulled on my helmet and hopped on the back of my boyfriend's bike, an awful feeling came over me. We took off for Sean's place. Up 16th Street a few blocks. And that was as far as we made it. I have seen and heard so many different stories about Sean's accident. I just wanted to throw in my 2 cents about what really happened. Sean was riding fast. I mean, it's Sean Crane, what do you expect? He was close to the yellow center line. A vehicle in the oncoming lane decided to use a portion of Sean's lane and crossed over the line....to get around a double parked car or because the driver was drunk?....who knows. All I know, is Sean and the car in his lane, made contact. Sean was thrown from his bike. He landed about 20 feet from the intersection of Church and 16th Street. The driver of the other vehicle never stopped. I don't believe there was any pain for Sean. He never took another breath on his own, and me and my boyfriend were holding him as the last of his heartbeats slipped away. I could feel his spirit go. I think he knew that he was doing what he loved in the end, and that his pursuers were friends, not the cops, and that he died in the arms of people that loved him dearly. It's been 4 and a half months and sometimes it still feels like yesterday. I still remember exactly what it felt like to wash your blood off my hands and face and leathers. Sometimes the images refuse to leave my head. You touched people in a special, sincere way. Your generosity and kindness knew no bounds. I will miss you always Sean....and guess what? I'm pregnant. My hope is that we can raise a child that will possess your spirit, goodness and passion. Ride fast, take chances and rest when you will. -- Amanda (), December 30, 2004. Thats the story, and this is what a poor excuse of a human wrote: Are you "BOZO'S" still talking about the stiff?! Mark said I could have used Sean's Brain, that's funny because, he's DEAD. You and I are alive, why? Because most folks who own Bike's or big Tire Car's twist the Throttle or drop the Hammer where we are supposed to, not on the street's. Wheep Wheep Wheep. Your Mama! -- Kyle Stiff (), January 10, 2005.
You're getting really weird again Hatz. -- Clem "sometimes to fueling is 3 rd gear feels a strange - like its not getting enuff ful/splutterly" -- Corks. (snip)
