I remember a long time ago getting a beelodged in my helmet right by my eye. I could see its stinger going in and out, but i didn't get stung.

Junebugs, I hit a swarm of them on a sport bike doing about 60 mph. Fortunately, I had a fullface with the visor down. It was the freakiest sound you've ever heard.

 

Tire tread (about 4 inch wide and12 inch long)kicked up by a passing car in lane next to me and a few car spaces ahead of me at around 75 mph, seen it coming in slow motion right for the face, was able to turn head and move a bit.... took it to the side of head and temple. was seeing stars and wondering how the hell I kept from blacking out... good thing I didn't take it full face I would of lost it.

 

Ate a beer bottle from a landscaping truck. Several stitches, and repairs to a friend's bike that I was riding... SUKKED.

 

When I was 14 my CB650c was me and my best friends main mode of travel. We were on our way to see some girls of questionable virgininty and a wasp flies up his shorts starts stinging him on the nuts! When your riding you think about keeping the bike under control and deal with it, he was only thinking about his jewels and was trying to do phucking monkey acrobatics on the back of a bike doing 70+! I managed to get stopped for him to jump off and drop his drawers but I'm not sure the passersby knew what was going on with me LFAO and him running around like a freak holding his **** in shirt and tennis shoes.

 

running from the cops when i was 13 on my dirtbike, went over freshly plowed farmers field, got into bad rythem took the bars in the chest, cracked sternum. later that week went off a small jumpi had hundreds of times before wiped out and broke my collar bone. had to wear stupid brace for rest of summer.

 

Yes indeedee, must have been a sight to see!

 

I remember when I was younger -- much younger -- riding my bike on a great afternoon and coming across some of them diagonal railroad tracks. Well, you know how it goes, big crack between the rail and the road and a thin front tire, and the next thing I know the bike is headed down the tracks and I'm headed toward the traffic coming toward me. Luckily, I held on well enough to snap the handlebars back and the front tire out of the track/road groove. Scared the HELL out of me, as I would have been thrown on the pavement directly in front of oncoming traffic. I now know to cross the tracks as much as perpendicular as possible.

 

Got hit by a Kangaroo (similar in size to a rottwieler dog) @ 50mph. It bolted stright out of ferns on the side of the road giving my zero time to react, I thought I was a goner. The roo smacked into my right forkleg setting up the tankslapper from hell, its skull then smashed my footpeg with such force it bent the steel peg and hanger, tore the steel reinforcing strip off my Rossi boots and knocked my foot clean off the bike, careening out of control in some wild looking fishtails. "Bank, dropoff, bank, dropoff, bank, dropoff, etc (you know the drill).

Somehow I kept her up and on the road.

That day I had foolishly tried giving up the smokes... haha ... I ripped that nicotine patch straight off my arm and hit my little bro up (who was following me at the time) for a smoke. All he could say was "Farrrrkkkkkkkkkkk, dude .... Farrrrrkkkkkkkkkk!!!" whilst handing over the cigs. He was shaking as much as I was!!

One of my toes was broken (damn thing is still crooked) but rode the bike the 40 miles home.

 

Now, I've got to tell you, knucklehead, we don't get many roos here in Kansas. Damn, man, that's quite a story. Glad to hear you lived to tell the tale!

 

taking a test ride on my rebuilt sporty. Rear brake cable broke at the master cylinder, hit the brakes shot fluid onto the pipe and that's when it started. fire under the seat at the intersection. I manage to drive into a gas station(not the best place to go but they have extiguishers at the island), pull off to the side and put the fire out. My mechanic thought i was messing with him when I said to bring a truck my bike is on fire. I'm a fireman and still haven't lived that one down.There is still ansul powder on my frame that I leave there for a reminder of my worst ride.