I was out on Sunday morning going through a sequence of twisties, doing 50ish mph. Nice day,dry roads & a fair wind blowing. I saw the signs saying slow, bend, 25mph, I just had a brain fart & choose to ignore them. Looking ahead I know see that that the bend is a left hander & over 90 deg. It's too late I'm already committed to the bend TFF (Too F***** Fast). As I turn in the road is wet (actually awash). I felt the bike start to slither under me. I can't lean it any more or I'm off. I can't use the front brake even with ABS I'd be off. By now I've crossed the double white line in the middle of the road & I'm headed for the hedge (if there had been a truck coming...). A gently dab on the back brake, The bike starts to sit up a little, scrubs off some speed, I regain control of the bike. Get back on my side of the road. Panic over.
What I should have done then is stop, empty my underwear & regain some composure. I kept going & it was probably 20 miles later by the time the adrenalin calmed down & I was anything like focussed again.
All the circumstances which lead to this event were my fault. But the rear brake saved me. I can't think of a better reason, can you?