So it's sunny and 83, I have a little work I have to do, so I figure I will take a ride on my newly painted bike. I go grab the work truck, and I hop on the freeway, and it's stopped. It takes me 45 minutes to travel 1 mile. I kick on the news radio, and a motorcycle fatality has happened. I figure that by the time I will pass it it will be cleared. Wrong... I finally pass the area, and there is the body in the road with the Yellow tarp, and the one gloved hand sticking out. I can't look any more, and turn my head, and say a little prayer for him, and his family, and move on to work with a heavy heart, and the reality that I don't want to ride today, It just doesn't feel right. I find out later after reading the newspaper online, that it was a 19 year old kid on a litre Ninja, that came upon stopped traffic, and never hit his brakes,and smashed into a Limo van, and died instantly. The irony of this is that the limo van that he hit was one of our memebers van. He had called me from England to let me know that his company van had been struck, and I had to let him know what truly happened. Yes... It was the "Enforcer's" company from the PPMC. This really sucks on all fronts. I did not ride today, the driver of van has taken the next few days off. I feel really bad for the families of both, but wonder...