Went riding with two of my homies ANTlok and Tidolok for a good 40 miles to Montclair Plaza this morning. Extreme work out that have turned my legs into spaghetti. On my way back my hat fly's off, I turn to ask Tidolok if he can grab it but end up swerving to the the right catching Ant's back tire. We connect and both go down hard. He comes out without a scratch but I wasn't so fortunate. The fan was a genius idea.