So, This thread is probably long overdue for me since i have ridden about 65k miles in my career and have never had an incident while the bike was moving (i have had two non-moving tip overs on my previous bikes)
I was riding through the neighborhood where i live on my way out of town to head to a concert the next town over that my father in law was playing in. the roads in my neighborhood are mostly all dirt.
So, i was traveling at about 15-20 MPH down the road when a dude in a maroon Chevy Silverado pulling a trailer pulls out in front of me. I jamb on the brakes and the front tire locks up on the dirt road and tosses me onto the right side of the bike. Luckily it was at such a slow speed that i didn't even fall over, just the bike.
Now. here it gets annoying....
The guy pulls up and:
Dude: "are you alright"
Me: " yeah, but WTF? I was going straight"
Dude: "Yeah, and?"
Me: "AND?!? You pulled right out in front of me coming out of a side street and i was going straight!"
Dude: <Shrugs shoulders and drives of>
I grab my bike and pull it up, try to start it and the darn tip over sensor had tripped so I looked at the back of his truck for a plate number and the trailer had no plates. By the time i got the bike started he was gone and i could not find him.
I will be looking for him tomorrow in the daylight since i went to the concert and it is now dark.
Here are the pics. It is mostly plastics, but the frame got scuffed and the engine covers also scuffed.
I was riding through the neighborhood where i live on my way out of town to head to a concert the next town over that my father in law was playing in. the roads in my neighborhood are mostly all dirt.
So, i was traveling at about 15-20 MPH down the road when a dude in a maroon Chevy Silverado pulling a trailer pulls out in front of me. I jamb on the brakes and the front tire locks up on the dirt road and tosses me onto the right side of the bike. Luckily it was at such a slow speed that i didn't even fall over, just the bike.
Now. here it gets annoying....
The guy pulls up and:
Dude: "are you alright"
Me: " yeah, but WTF? I was going straight"
Dude: "Yeah, and?"
Me: "AND?!? You pulled right out in front of me coming out of a side street and i was going straight!"
Dude: <Shrugs shoulders and drives of>
I grab my bike and pull it up, try to start it and the darn tip over sensor had tripped so I looked at the back of his truck for a plate number and the trailer had no plates. By the time i got the bike started he was gone and i could not find him.
I will be looking for him tomorrow in the daylight since i went to the concert and it is now dark.
Here are the pics. It is mostly plastics, but the frame got scuffed and the engine covers also scuffed.
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