Juan needs some love and good luck wishes

Our partner in bloggin and friend went down last night. He was transferred from a local hospital to a trauma center late last night. As of now he has at least 6 broken ribs and a bruised liver and it looked like a small area of collapsed lung. He needed to be transferred so they could do the appropriate CT scans and make sure the liver was just bruised and not lacerated. He seems to be in good spirits and doing well. They are going to be keeping him for eval for at least a night and maybe letting him out tomorrow. He said he hit a small dip or bump in the road which pitched him off the side of the road into the grass. The grass was wet but he thought that he could ride it out right up until the point he noticed the tree root coming across the ground. He ended up getting bucked off and sounds like the bike might have impacted a telephone pole. He said as far as he knows the forks are jacked up and the tank is pretty much toast. I'll wish the best for him in the recovery. Always sucks to hear of a brother goin down. Suicide Wheels is a metaphor to us as a respect to the things I and my friends love to do on our wheels regardless of knowing the risk of taking ourselves out at any moment! Never ever a literal meaning but a meaning meant in respect to the dangers in what we do and what we passionately love! Love can hurt