Back to the main road and I have rain drops on my sun glasses and on my helmet a little hard to see. At a stop light I remove my glasses and try to tuck them in my tank bag as the light changes. I feel a bump and a crunching noise. I look in my mirror and see a guy in a pickup pointing to pull over and I wonder I’m going to get beat up after being run into. I pull over to see what happened. I get off the bike remove my helmet and see a shattered tail light while receiving an apology. A feeling of dread about where the hell will I get another tail light for this thing as it wasn’t quick getting parts from BMW even in Phoenix. I really wasn’t interested in the guy who hit me. I was preoccupied with my dillema. I told him I was fine and didn’t feel like doing the police report nonsence. I asked if he could give me some money to fix it and we would call it good. He didn’t have any money on him but said he did at home and would go get it. He was late for work and would run home quick. Checked to see if the lights still worked and they did, just no lens. I ask where an auto parts store was and we agreed to meet there. I figured he would bail but I didn’t really care. I had a bike to fix and in retrospect I was a little dazed. I had a hard time finding the parts store and thought I was sent on a wild goose chase. I found it, pulled in and started removing the light as my friend in the truck arrived. I discovered that it had smashed into the tailsection and shattered it where the light mounts. He apologised again and I said it’s no big deal but how about some money to fix it. He offered me a hundred dollar bill and I asked if he could do two as I had to build a tail light here and then get a tail light and tail piece later. No idea how much BMW will want for parts either. He agreed and we shook hands and I thanked him for being honest. He left and I took my shattered light into Car Quest. Looked at the trailer lenses put my gear on the counter. Announced I got rear ended on my bike and needed to make a new tail light. They found some good parts, helped with tools and drilling some holes and $25 later it would work. The idea of getting run into was actually more disconcerting than the reality of what happened but I stilll had a moment of nerves or adrenaline let down after getting time to think about while at the parts store. Shake it off and back out into the rain to build the bike. The lens mounts were mashed in so a piece of metal plumber tape will work to hold my newly modified part on the bike. With the tight space inside the tailpiece and razor sharp oiled metal my fingers soon became sticky with blood. With a little pain and perseverance it worked. And brighter than the factory tail light. Washed my hands with my drinking water and cleaned up my broken lens parts. Food and getting far away from Silver city was my next agenda.