“I can still see his face and his body hitting the ground.”
Southern California is currently in the midst of an e-bike epidemic. What were once tiny motors affixed to peddle bikes that allowed fatter riders to make it up hills without suffering massive heart-attacks have exploded into throttle-powered mega-wheels somewhere between a Harley Electra Glide Revival and a Honda Gold Wing in size.
These hogs, piloted exclusively by the lazy and selfish and/or young and spoiled, fly down bike paths, sidewalks, anywhere pedestrians amble at full speed cloaked in the gauze of “environmentalism” though I constantly wonder what happened to the human leg when they whiz by. Does it not work anymore? Is it a gross polluter?
Like clean coal?
Well, an out of control e-biker mowed down a six-year-old boy playing on a San Diego beach, days ago. Per the report:
“I was out in the water with my 2-year-old and my 4-year-old and I turned around to check on my 6-year-old who is playing in a sand castle with his friends,” said Davis. “And out of the corner of my eye, I see two young boys on e-bikes going really fast.”
Davis said one of the boys lost control of his e-bike, striking her 6-year-old son.
“I can still see his face and his body hitting the ground,” said Davis. “It’s awful.”
The boy was transported to a local hospital where doctors declared there has been a serious uptick in e-bike accidents this year. California doesn’t regulate the machines and I would have nothing at all against them, myself, if they were simply classified as motorcycles for weenies and forced onto streets where they can compete with Teslas and Rivians for superiority.