I got knocked down

I got knocked down for the first time on my bike. I had such a bad feeling when timo told me to be careful this morn. He has never done it before. So maybe it was murphy's law at work - you know, whatever that you think may happen, will happen, or something like that. Anyway, i am fine. Just a bruise on my leg, but my clutch handle is broken in half and am waiting for my usual knight in shiny armour - my darling husband. He always comes along to try fix or get my bike fixed. Oh, i must also thank my other knight - a guy who works in same building as me. He was nice to get off his bike to help me pick up mine. As a matter of fact, it is interesting to note that there are many knights in all forms. They simply appear when i am looking pathetically hapless beside my vehicles - be it my broken down bike or car. Good ol gallantry is still alive in this age, and i am so thankful for it. Meanwhile, i am still awaiting for my darling regular knight so that i can get to work without being too late.