She watched his expression fade as his wounds continued to bleed. He took her warning as a joke–the wheel was fine, the tire seam was not splitting, the valve would stay intact, and he took the next left at high speed. If he had heeded her warning, he would be alive today.
Shana’s boyfriend was always a daredevil; she thought it came from his family roots of motorcycle enthusiasts from way back. As the paramedics treated him, she knew he was gone. The last thing she would remember was a flashy smile he gave her just before he made that fateful turn.