I rode 80 miles Sunday and was just about to our campsite but I decided to stop at Cssey’s. It was a long day for me with the wind and I needed a snack. There was a Suburban parked in front of the store and just as I was passing by it gunned into reverse and took me out. Minutes later I woke up in the ambulance and I couldn’t remember anything except my name. I didn’t know how old I was or what day it was OR that I was on RAGBRAI! I was told my helmet was destroyed and that I was lucky. I started to remember things a little better at the hospital in Spirit Lake just in time to hear I was being life flighted to Sioux Falls SD. After some more scanning my brain was bruised but not bleeding. They kept me overnight for observation and scanned again this morning to clear me to go home. I just got home to Mason City. I’m waiting for my club to show up with my bike and gear Wednesday. I am pretty beat up. I can barely get around. What a shame…I don’t even know the condition of my bike yet. I must have laid there awhile because I’m covered in mosquito bites.