i was only going 20, maybe 25, because i was still accelerating. the lady did stay around, and seemed concerned. her friend, who was holding two pomeranians just stared at me and was like, "gee, i wish i could do something, but i guess gail has to help you."
she was immediately saying how it was her fault and she would pay for whatever. my copay is $50, and my one pair of jeans is now torn, and the parts i need will probably be kind of pricey, but it really was 110% her fault.
i though my wrist was broken, which would have been devastating because i wouldnt have been able to play or build banjos, but in the end i think i just sprained it. the road rush was horrendous looking at first, but now that the swelling is down, its just regular, not-really overwhelmingly-gross.