I hit the road every time the sun comes out, does that count? LOL
OK - I think that Steve wins.
All I did was finish off a dog, some squirrels and cats, a fox, a bird or three (most of which I won) and a bug (albeit a bloody big bug - but this IS Canada afterall) - but Steve398, well, he finished off a Norton, an Anglia and his.....well, errrr....ummmm. His other equipment.
Dang!
OK - I think that Steve wins.
All I did was finish off a dog, some squirrels and cats, a fox, a bird or three (most of which I won) and a bug (albeit a bloody big bug - but this IS Canada afterall) - but Steve398, well, he finished off a Norton, an Anglia and his.....well, errrr....ummmm. His other equipment.
Dang!
LOL. Wow. I swear thats more common than you think. I always hear about car accident stories where they're never at fault.I post earlier that I was hit by a 98 Green Ford Explorer. The driver wanted to pay out of pocket rather than use insurance. She met me Sunday to finally pay the remainder of what she owed. As I was suiting back up to ride home she was telling her friends in her crazy black woman voice "he was doin like 90 miles an hour" and "it was probably his fault." I just laughed. Had I been going 90 she never would have hit me and had she I would not be posting on any forum.
OK - dwalby gets a prize too - hitting a lamp post that was horizontal rather than vertical is pretty good (especially since he got away with it). Hmmmm - maybe he didn't really HIT it - just sort of clambered over it.
A raccoon on US129 near the Tennessee/North Carolina boarder in 1995 with a Ducati 916.
I just missed the dead critter with my front tire mid-corner but clipped it with the fatter back. The raccoon was flipped up and spun in the air. My buddy, Steve G., was following me with a Yamaha GTS1000 and later laughingly described his almost-poo'ed-my-paints moment. From his point of view, I passed the 'coon and it jumped 5 feet into the air, spun around with claws extended and teeth barred in attack mode. He just missed having it land in his lap and had to get his heart restarted and mind back on cornering in time to avoid riding straight off into the ditch.
I had this happen to me with a squirrel that my buddy launched 10 ft into the air just in front of me. It was trying to cross the road until he rode over it, but when it launched up and over me all I could think of was the rabbit from the Monty Python movie that jumps up and bites people's heads off. It probably took 2 miles for me to stop laughing out loud.
Bring forth the Holy Hand-grenade of Antioch!That's no ordinary squirrel! It's got grrreat, long, pointy teeth! Look at the bones, man!!
I can't recall if it was Peter Egan himself, or someone he knew who said the scariest thing they ever ran over on the road was a still moving sheet of plywood fallen off a truck.
I hit another bird on the ride into work several weeks back. I think it was a dove. It looked like a bit of trash in the road, and I dodged to the side to avoid it, and it took flight and smacked me in the shoulder.
Soft enough hit, it flew off, so no blood spot like that Finch I got in the chest at 70mph.
Certainly not as painful as kicking that armadillo.