Swaping tales of spills.

[oldschool]

My worst spill happened back in the mid 80's. Had a Honda CR125 and was blasting up the powerlines with my cousin on the back. I planted the front tire in a washout that wasn't there the week before and we both catapolted off the bike only to have the bike land on top of us. We both laid there for a moment laughing at our own stupidity until we smelled the burning flesh from the exhaust pipe across my leg!!!

Funniest spill I ever saw was someone elses spill. I was at a stop sign in my Mustang. Across the intersection was a kid on a new Honda Interceptor. We were both wacking the throttle making some noise when he let go and sent his bike through the intersection with no rider. Pretty funny watching him chase that bike up the street.

[oldbiker648]

This is probably one of the oldest stories. Had a '65 Honda 305 Scrambler in 1969 and buried it under an old Chevy when a girl stalled the car turning left in front of me. Took 3 of us to pull it out from under the car. The girl's boyfriend repaired the damage to the bike for me and then rode it over to my place a couple of weeks later. I mounted up, turned on the key and hopped on the jump starter. Next thing I knew I was hanging over the handlebars as the bike lurched forward off the sidestand. I never checked the neutral light and the guy had left it in gear when he shut it off, which I never do. I felt like a real bonehead laying there on the ground.

[rwtrail]

spills

my worst spill, wasn't even my fault. i was sitting in the turn lane getting ready to turn left. when i hear tires squealing, im looking around to find out where it is coming from. all of a sudden i am flying through the air and land on my head and left shoulder. a drunk had hit me in the rear. I broke my l collar bone and almost bled to death due to tear in a major vessell in my chest. Outta work 6 weeks and bike was tore all to pieces. luckliy a friend had several parts bikes and i was able to redo her, now she is fine i am sorta fine, never was really fine, i do ok ya know. LOL

[Street_Rat78]

When ... not if!!!

I don't know Liberty, looks like John may give you a solid run. So far his sounds like the most amazing. Glad to know everybody's got all body parts and organs in tact after some of these stories.

I always thought it was funny, but my buddy used to always tell me, "When you lay your bike down ... not IF but WHEN ... the trick is to get right back on it. Don't let it buck you. Respect it, but don't fear it."

Wisest word's I've heard in a while.

[GNEPIG]

fall down stories, some people might relate to this one

.. about 24 years ago some freinds and I were out for a ride, there was six of us just crusing around looking for something to get into trouble about. I didn't drink back then but I always had a good size sack of "the good stuff" and every where we stopped was a good excuse to burn one, like we needed any excuses.
.. on this particular ride we where out at the beach and had been there awhile, long enough to burn several ones and every body was all fkd up. it was some time past midnight when we desided to head back towards town. we were all ok, every thing was kind of blurry and fun like it was suposed to be. but the road we traveled was pretty long and straight and it seemed like it was taking for freakin ever to get back. about the time I was thinking this i happened to look down at my speedo and notice that we were only going 25mph and the speed limit was 45.. I started to speed up considerably then every one else does too. Bill catches up to me and at this point we are riding side by side
.. then about that time we catch up to a red light and had to start slowing down again.. every thing was ok up to this point
but when we pulled up to stop both Bill and I ,at the same time, forget to put our feet down!
.. luckly we both fell over the same direction, my helmet bounced off his left boot about the time he landed in the other lane.. Bill and I flopped around in the road for a minute and when I looked back at the others and they are rolling around in the road laughing there @sses off, even the people in the car behind us were busting a gut. then some one made some refference to the guy on the tricycle on that TV show Laugh-in, then Bill and I could'nt stop laughing ..no one got hurt and we laughed about it all the way home- and for the next year after

.. there are alot of ways that this story could have turned out bad but we were lucky that time
.. maybe smoking and riding is not a good idea either

[Pat Kelly]

Not a spill but a close call.
Riding south on I-5 through Los Angeles, heading to my sisters in San Diego. Heavy traffic going 60 MPH or so. I'm in the middle lane following a van (too close). The vans brake lights come on and go up, like he hit the vehicle in front of him. A tractor-trailer rig behind me startes that low pitches squeal of tires skidding.
I swerved from the center lane, across the lane to my right, to the shoulder. As I went down the shoulder a 240Z was spinning to my side and a Trans Am was spinning away to the left. I skinned past the Datsun (not Nissan back then) just before it hit the concrete wall.
Suddenly there was no traffic around me, I was all alone. A mile or so later I had to pull over because the bike was shaking. Of course there was nothing wrong with the bike .

30 years of riding and no accidents, a few incidents, but no accidents. Thousands of close calls. Even contacted a few cars but never have been down (dirt riding dosen't count ).
I don't ride like I'm invisible, I assume that all cars are out to kill me (without being paranoid). Cages will do the stupidest move possible just to get me