a long time ago, circa 1968, first legal bike on the road was a Honda cub 50cc model C100 pushrod, I lost it when cornering on a wet country lane with many sodden leaves around, went down badly, and scraped both knees through to the flesh, the scars are still there to this day.The ped was OK and I rode it home.
a year or two later riding a 650 matchless combo (D/A) I was negotiating a fast right then immediately left (sidecar on the LHS) with a full load of drunk greebos, two in the chair and one on the back, the right was OK, but didnt make the left, rode up the bank which caused the bike to flip over the sidecar, due to the ramp effect, and the plot land on the roof/front mudguard, much giggling a cackling took place, the outfit pushed/dragged up someones drive, no serious injuries, but bike embeded in the RHS of the sidecar, the following day, we unbolted the bike and I rode it home, the chair was left for about a week and then scrapped by the local totter with his horse and cart (no idea how he got it on the cart, I wasnt there)
These are the bad ones.
1973, 6 week old (3,500 mile) SF1 crashed into a 26 ton knackered tipper stalled on a corner of a country lane (too steep uphill for the load) the truck was 7'6" wide and the road only 11'6", bike 95% totalled (repaired 8 months later) and me 95% totalled (6 days unconscous, six months in hospital)
1979 same SF1, crashed into a car, bang head on, right between his headlights, which was overtaking three cars and a stationary coach on a blind corner, my side of road clear, the driver just couldnt wait, and came out blind, bike totalled again (rebuilt as Egli) wife had broken shoulder, I had nuts the size of oranges.
1980 racing a Monty at Snetterton, took to the grass to avoid a two bike melee in front of me, both on their side and riders sprawling, lost it, (have you ever tried steering or stopping on wet grass at aprox 80MPH?) wrecked bike and broke a wrist
1985 on TOG, sideswiped by a drunk driver in Crowborough, when I was stationary in a layby, on the outside of a right hand bend, minor damage to TOG broken leg for me, the cops were right behind him (great witnesses!) and were about to stop him, which they did, after the impact he carried over and over a red light! I was walking evidence at his court day still in a full right leg plaster, (judge not impressed with this drunk) he was driving whilst banned, drunk (again) at that time, no insurance etc, and had three previous DD convictions, in court he was even asked if he had been drinking alcohol that day, it was about 1500hrs, the cops were sure that my attendance would help send him down this time, I could have been dead, they didnt jail him!
1987 racing TOG at Lydden, was doing realy well, might have been my best ever result! a TZ tried to take me on the left hander, and then going up the hill (quite steep) to the hairpin, wanged her in third all the way from bottom of hill to the hairpin at the top, as the TZ changed cog she pulled in front again, (it wasnt me it was the bike) and I was not going to lose out on what 600 yards later would have been a second, but I locked the front wheel, which dug in and tossed me over the top, my 5 year old Tom, was watching nearby in the paddock, on the roof of my Land Rover and said later it was the best "back wheelie" ever. not much damage to me or TOG.
2001 (ish) on TOG got tangled in the wet tram lines in Basle while looking for a hotel, (on route to Amicale meeting) bike went down very hard, high fences to left and right of road, so no way out (safety for pedestrians due to trams and traffic) saved from impending doom by British artic driver who used all 40 foot plus of his truck and trailer to block both lanes of cars and help me up, ( I had waved at him as I passed about five hours earlier and he spotted the number plate EYX1V) bike still ran but no alternator cover or RHS silencer, broken mirror and rear indicator etc, very sore right leg for me, I continued the following day to Breganze and Ric Oro sorted TOG.
2019 whilst in Spain doing the Colombres Moto Indainos ra;llies, I jumped onto tTOG inthe underground car park of the hotel, forgot that I ad put the chain through the front wheel (i usully put it in the rear wheel and over the seat, much harder to attck if not on the ground) and of course BANG! fromnt wheel locks, I go down, break the alternator cover again but thankfully tis time not the brake lever and pickeup te bike and remounted, it was only about 30 minutes later, when off the bike, that I realised that my already fragile right leg was not wanting to bend into a riding position, and was swelling badly, I carried on regardless, you cannot miss those views in the Picos.
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