After a motorcycle accident in Bermuda about 5 years ago, I swore I would never ride again unless it was a closed course. Got cut off by a car entering the bridge returning from St. George’s island. Major road rash, helmet (thank God we were wearing them) ground down to to the point where our sunglasses were knicked by the pavement. We keep our bloodied clothes as a reminder. The emergency responders or someone on the scene stole her Tag watch while we were unable to move, they left my Rolex because it is not a flashy one and looks like a cheaper watch.
And they say Bermuda is supposed to be the "safe" island. Yeah right . . .