[Hugh R]

I raced in College, but almost got killed twice riding in Los Angeles and Boston. In Boston, I T-Boned a hit and run taxi that ran a stop sign. I remember hitting it but nothing after that. I woke up in a Catholic hospital associated with Harvard two days later, I was told I had been given the last rites. I spent a month in the hospital the summer of 1976. Lost my right nut, severe damage to the other one and lost several feet of intestine. I was told I'd never have kids, I have two. I won't ride a bicycle on city streets anymore.