I stopped at the red signal, but the car behind me couldn't. (The signal was not very clear, because a tree hided it.)
Me, like in a cartoon, stopped at the air, but my et2 went on like a bullet. I took off to my butts, and I hadn't got any big injuries. Thanks God, only some little scars on my palm (I always ride in gloves, today I didn't!) and a little pain at my hand.
It's strange, but on the air I didn't worry about myself, but the scooter. It's a more or less cheap scooter, but my present friendship with money isn't very well. I was very lucky, because I fell off like Bruce Willis in an action movie, there aren't any damages on my clothes too.
