Heh. I was cruising down a little dirt county road on my dirt bike about 25 years ago and a yellow jacket got in my helmet somehow. Didn’t cause a wreck but I recall the old Elsinore was unceremoniously flung to the ground while I stripped my helmet off.
Just goes to show that even if you're going ~60 on a dirt road you can stop pretty quickly if you're really motivated.
Damn yellow jackets. One got inside a beer can once when I was fishing. That caused some momentary excitement.
I once shared a pepperoni roll with a Yellow Jacket; Looked like Marlon Brando until the Budweiser took effect.
I don't know why they don't bring back the Hillholder on transmissions; the old Ford FMX was the last automatic I remember having that feature and it was selectable so it wouldn't cover all situations.