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El Destructo:
I know that there are a lot of my Brothers on this Board....that also ride an Iron Horse....I have ridden since I could walk...had my first a Honda 50...back in 1964....then graduated to real Dirt Bikes....then I was old enough to hit the Highways....and hit them I did....more than once.....there is an old saying  among Bikers....There's only Two Kinds of Riders....Ones that have Laid One Down.....and Ones that Will....well my Foreman Bodey bought a new Wide Glide...had it less than a week....He got off of work and went and got drunk....as usual for a Rigger to do after a 12 hour night shift.....well He gets so Hammered....they drive Him Home....and a fellow worker takes His Bike  to his House...well to make a long story a bit shorter....Ricky got the idea to take Bodeys Bike to see a Friend in a Town a 100 miles away...wearing His normal attire...shorts...sandals...and a Hawaiian Print Shirt....well...He lost control of the Bike for some unknown reason.. flew to the pavement...stiffarmed the road..tore one arm almost off...the other is badly roadrashed....compound broke his right ankle too....and to boot He...Like Me....doesn't wear a  Helmet... so He is in the Hospital and they are trying to stabilize Him and save his arm and foot...I guess the reason I am  writing this....Is....
That bundle of wires and massaged metal and Air Brushed Artwork  has no cares in the World.....no Conscience....and no feeling of Remorse.....so when You make up Your Mind that you are going to take your Life into Your Own Hands....remember all of the People that Love You....and Ride Safe...and  Ride Defensive...because there are way too many Idiots riding Bikes...and way too many People that pay them mo mind at all....so remember....
Keep The Wind In Your Hair....And The Rubber On The Road.

God Bless

Josh:
Sorry to hear that about your foreman, Mike.  I don't ride personally but I DO have friends that do.  My friends that ride all look out for one another too.  Hope he gets better soon. 

Pat B:
Michael, I used to love having bugs in my teeth but after one friend lost his arm(no fault of his own) and others badly hurt or dead I gave it up many years ago. I miss it but don't regret it!
   I have studied drivers(informally) reaction to motorcycles and in my eye it doesn't matter how big your bike is or how many flashing lights you have on it other drivers(most) don't see or acknowledge you! There is nothing finer than cruising down a country road on a crisp fall evening with the wind in your face...except LIFE!

Lombard:
I hear ya Mike. Made myself lame back in the dirt bike daredevil days. Drifted on a hundred plus foot jump, got a lucky bounce and missed the trees, but hit the ground hard. Split my helmet in two, head inside helmet so, so. The dirt bikes we had back in the seventies were heavy, and didn't have the suspensions that modern dirt bikes have, and when you tangled up in one, you tangled with something that would hurt you bad. I wiped out doing stunts dozens of times, fractured spine, broken leg, broken arm, broken ribs. Did it all sober, so don't have that excuse. My friends called me crazy, my Dad called me stupid. They were both right. Now the only adrenalin involved sport I do is bow building, and when something bad happens, the only thing that gets hurt is my feelings.

mullet:
 OUCH!  Sorry, always wore a helmet. Like you Mike, I started riding early and have no desire down here anymore. Too many old people that come to Florida to die, and too many cars.  I hope he comes out of this.

 lombard, I know what you mean about the old dirt bikes. When you came down hard, it was REAL hard. It was nothing when I was racing in the 60's and 70's to be repairing cracked frames. I had old Yamaha 250 Enduro's, Elsinore, and Suzuki 350. I also had a cracked helmet like that. :'(

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