You can really get some posts going with comparing bike "crash" (hmm wonder why my nickname is Crash) stories.
One of my funnier ones (at least to me and my buddy) was turning around to make sure a car coming out of a parking lot was going to see and stop for my buddy (Florida by the beaches to put it in perspective). When I faced forward I was greeted by a sign that said "Land's End", and they meant it so I got to lay my bike down and go into a nice horizontal slide for all to see. My every caring buddy asked if I had trouble reading.
Another one was trail riding in hard clay where big treaded 4 wheelers had left tracks. I hit a black spot which was apparently mud, came to an immediate stop (front tire only) the back swung perpindicular and stuck in an old tire tread rut. There I was still in my clips afraid to move for sure I would tip over. My husband came to my rescue...lifted the rear tire back in line with the front and watched my just tip on over into the mud. Got to love em, huh.
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