Back in 1985, I was like 29 at the time, and after a wreck on my bike, I made the choice to never ever ride a motorcycle.
I was living in Columbus GA, and I was heading North on a road that veered to the right off the main road. The road I took veered onto was angled to the right as it created a new new road. It was like a V type fork and I took the new road and kept cruising. Within like 50 feet there was a K-Mart on the right with an entrance and exit to the right. That’s when a woman pulled out of the driveway without looking for me on my bike.
I began to slow down but she stopped. So I gunned my gas to start going and that’s when she decided to pull out right in front of me. I swerved to the left to avoid her, because I was traveling about 30 mph and could nit stop. As I did, my front wheel hit some gravel and bounced enough to cause my bike to lay down on the right side.
I was still on the bike as it slid down the road towards oncoming traffic. I was a passenger on a bike that I was no longer in control of. I slid like 30 feet and as I braced to impact a Garbage truck coming my way.
I had a highway bar was keeping me from rubbing my right leg on the pavement of the road, and just a few seconds before I hit the garbage truck, he stooped. As I hit him my left highway bar bent over my left leg and I got wedged under the front bumper of the truck. My helmet hit the Big bumper and I laid there for about 5 minutes as I tried to collect my thoughts.
I was finally able to get unhedged with the help of the truck driver who kept telling me,
“I saw the whole thing, I saw the whole thing. Yes sir it wasn’t your fault. That lady was crazy. I’ll go to court for you and testify, yes sir I saw the whole thing. I thank God I was able to stop or I might have killed you. Yes sir, I saw the whole thing unfold in front of me.”
He was an old black guy who seemed more jittery and scared than I was. The woman tried to take off, but a couple other drivers who saw it stopped her from leaving. My bike was wrecked, she had no insurance and all I had was liability, so my bike was not covered.
That day I decided that while I trust my driving, I have no faith n others. So I never road a motorcycle again.
What a harrowing story! Thank goodness for your highway bars and your helmet.