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| VERTiG0 |
Crossposted from another forum I read.
I ing love riding and I take every precaution I can, but I'm sure there's at least somebody here that'll read this that will perhaps rethink what they do when they hop on their 2-wheeled piece of sex...
| quote: | It was 12:30 Saturday morning when I got a call from my friend Jason. Now usually, this is just a stupid drunk dial and all I expected to hear was the wail of drunken idiots on the other end. Not tonight, however. Here's how it went:
"Where are you?"
"Detroit, why?"
"Shannon wrecked his bike"
"Holy , what happened?"
"He's alive, just get to Grand Haven, I'll fill you in then"
As it turns out, my friend Shannon decided that he was going to get to another friends house in record time by hauling ass down a lonely country road near his house. From his recollection of the accident, he was doing approximately 150 mph when a deer jumped out in front of him. He proceedes to cut the deer cleanly in two, fly over the handlebars, shattering his wrists and breaking both his arms in the process, and slide for 600 feet on the pavement before stopping. His bike, an '04 GSX-R 750, was found 1/4 of a mile away in the ditch on the side of the road.
He was wearing his helmet, a Shoei full face, his titanium-armored gloves and riding boots at the time but not his leathers, because, as he puts it: "It was too hot"
Now, I'm willing to conceed that his jacket and riding pants would probably have done little to prevent his broken bones. However, they sure as would have prevented the indescribably ugly road rash on his shoulders, legs and ass. His jacket would have also prevented his ing right forearm bone FROM DRAGGING ON THE CONCRETE for 600 feet.
I spent nearly 5 hours waiting for the doctor to tell us what was wrong with my friend and what was being done to fix him up. The truth? He will never be the same. Not maybe, never. His job as a mechanic is almost certainly over, and he will be lucky to regain a usable portion of his mobility in his hands. That's if infection doesn't set in on his right arm and lead to an amputation below the elbow.
What my friend did was stupid. Incredibly stupid. Unbelievably stupid. He's lucky to be alive. He's lucky to be many things. I write this not to say that motorcycling is stupid and people are morons if they get on a bike, but to warn everyone of the risk and the potential consequences of going too fast, not wearing your gear, and not using your brain when you ride.
Go fast on the track, if it's too hot for leathers, it's too hot to ride, don't get a supersport for your first bike, these are all things that have been said time and time again on this forum, and they're right. Learn from my friends idiotic mistake.
Now, I know what Shannon did was stupid. He knows it was stupid. My rider friends know what he did was stupid. I don't need a thread full of "Your friend is a ing idiot" replys or a flamefest about how bikes are the work of the devil. Hopefully, we can discuss ways of riding safe and smart. If not, post your own horror stories. |
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WEAR YOUR GODDAMN LEATHERS. |
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| rabbitjoker |
Having done one of those pavement slides (only ~30 ft though) in shorts & t-shirt (tearing the gear shifter off my bike) - I agree...
Wear your leathurs. |
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