So last year, in the fall, I found out I was moving from central Canada to Ontario. I decided, instead of shipping my bike to ride it, from Winnipeg, MB to Windsor, ON. and store it at my parents' house until spring. The trip was awesome, via Manitoba, North Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois and finally Michigan; where I was rear ended by an SUV, while stopped in traffic. Lucky for me, it was but a "small" bump, which threw me off the bike. I was completely stopped one second, behind a tractor trailer, and the next second, I was facing upward toward the sky, on the grass with some pretty shitty pain on my right shoulder. The bike was fine. I wish I can say the same thing about my shoulder. Not fun. It still hurts 6 months later. I need to have that looked at, even though I spent the evening in the ER that day. Nothing broken or dislocated. I do have a feeling my muscle is f*cked. The bike is actually being fixed as we speak. I delayed it until spring. Can't wait to get back on it, though I have this morbid thought at the back of my head that something bad will happen again. I need to be realistic.