I was riding down in the back roads near my house today going around 60-65 mph when an idiot pulled right out in front of me! I made contact with their eyes so I was sure they saw me but then they pulled right out. Realizing we were going to hit they did the worse thing, they stopped. So they were blocking all my escape routes except the on coming lane. So I headed for the rear of the car in hopes they would pull forward a little. I was so hard on the brakes the back end lifted and I could feel the front starting to skid. I wasn't going to get stopped. So I let the brake go and headed for a field next to the intersection. I figured the bike and I might survive a crash in a grassy field. I don't know how but I cleared the ditch that ran beside the road and landed in the field still on two wheels and after some wild fish tails found myself in the parking lot of a church and under control again.
Since I know I don't have that much talent as a rider it must have all been just dumb luck. Like I always say when it's your time it's your time. The dumb driver didn't even stop. I must say though I don't get spooked anymore on the bike. When it was all over I didn't even have that rabbit blood pounding in my chest, you would have thought I had just ridden into that parking lot on purpose. I just patted busa on the side panel and said "Well girl, there's another great story we can tell!" The rest of my ride was pleasant and uneventful.
Since I know I don't have that much talent as a rider it must have all been just dumb luck. Like I always say when it's your time it's your time. The dumb driver didn't even stop. I must say though I don't get spooked anymore on the bike. When it was all over I didn't even have that rabbit blood pounding in my chest, you would have thought I had just ridden into that parking lot on purpose. I just patted busa on the side panel and said "Well girl, there's another great story we can tell!" The rest of my ride was pleasant and uneventful.