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Last October on our yearly USA tour my wife and I were riding around rural Louisiana. It was a warm and humid day as is normal for down there as we were following a late model pickup. As we neared the entrance to a gas station/market the pickup slowed and turned into the parking lot. I moved toward the centerline and started around him. Right as I was clearing the truck I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye of a car speeding out of the lot right in front of the pickup with me in his cross-hairs. All I could do was veer as hard as I could to the left and brace myself. Turns out the kid in the car decided not to wait for the truck to complete the turn so he could see who was coming but decided to go ahead and cross the road to make a left right in front of him. Little did he know I was along side the truck as he started off and didn't see me until I was fully past the truck and of course, that was too late. I was already heading for the yellow line when the impact came. He hit the Wing smack dab in the cylinder head pushing us further into the opposing lane where, thank goodness, there was no traffic. I grabbed the brakes and threw my feet down while my wife flew up out of her seat landing on top of me. Unbelievably the bike didn't fall over. He had pushed us sideways a good couple of feet but the bike retained its composure and I was able to hold it up. All I could hear was my wife yelling over and over, "you saved it, you saved it..."
As I sat there I was already contemplating how we were going to get home and thinking, "there goes the vacation" along with some additional choice phrases. Finally calming down we got off the bike and started to assess our situation. Ok, there's a bunch of banged up plastic pieces but shockingly there doesn't seem to be anything really that damaged other than superficially. I rode the bike into the parking lot and looked it over again. It looks fine! Turns out the driver of the pickup was a 6'6" off-duty cop/Harley rider and he was pissed. He got in that kid's face to an extent that I felt sorry for him. He called for a state trooper to come and take the accident report. It took 2 hrs for the trooper to show up and the cop and his wife refused to leave and just sat there and waited with us. Everyone at that market was so friendly and supportive I couldn't believe it. If this had been LA you can believe me that it wouldn't have been the same. The cop's wife took my wife into the market out of the sweltering heat and got her something to drink. I can't say enough about the hospitality and care we received from total strangers. Really something.
After the trooper wrote his report and ticketed the kid we were able to mount up and continue our ride. To think that this bike just got slammed by a car and here we are riding off like almost nothing happened is either a testament to the engineering that has gone into this bike or nothing but blind luck or just maybe a combination of both.
Marc
As I sat there I was already contemplating how we were going to get home and thinking, "there goes the vacation" along with some additional choice phrases. Finally calming down we got off the bike and started to assess our situation. Ok, there's a bunch of banged up plastic pieces but shockingly there doesn't seem to be anything really that damaged other than superficially. I rode the bike into the parking lot and looked it over again. It looks fine! Turns out the driver of the pickup was a 6'6" off-duty cop/Harley rider and he was pissed. He got in that kid's face to an extent that I felt sorry for him. He called for a state trooper to come and take the accident report. It took 2 hrs for the trooper to show up and the cop and his wife refused to leave and just sat there and waited with us. Everyone at that market was so friendly and supportive I couldn't believe it. If this had been LA you can believe me that it wouldn't have been the same. The cop's wife took my wife into the market out of the sweltering heat and got her something to drink. I can't say enough about the hospitality and care we received from total strangers. Really something.
After the trooper wrote his report and ticketed the kid we were able to mount up and continue our ride. To think that this bike just got slammed by a car and here we are riding off like almost nothing happened is either a testament to the engineering that has gone into this bike or nothing but blind luck or just maybe a combination of both.
Marc