Hey all!
The short story? Busa down. I am ok and the bike is fixable.
The long story?
I am splitting lanes here in California and two car lengths from the front the light turns green. I usually merge when that happens but I was moving about 15-20 mph and decided to just "drive through." I come out between the two front cars about 1/4 way across the intersection and I see a car turning right on red coming from the right.
This is a three lane road (Hazel and Greenback for all you Sacramentans) and I move all the way to the left as I enter the lanes across the intersection. The girl, on her cellphone, turns on red and proceeds to cross all three lanes headed straight for me. I move as far left as possible and start squeezing the brakes. I ended up washing out the front tire and low siding about 1 foot from her bumper. The bike slid about 25 feet and I ate the divider and sliding across the pavement.
The girl was 15, with no license. She was driving her mother's car. The investigating officer was getting the girl's story and he kept looking over at me. He finally walks away from them and says "Hey pilot, come here." I Walk over and he gets my story. He says "are you SURE that light was green?" I said absolutely! He told me the girl was trying to say I ran a red light.
So here's the kicker: The two cars in front that entered the intersection on the green light before me? On the left was a Sheriff's deputy and on the right was a CHP officer. I directed the investigating officer to them and and he went back and read the girl the riot act. Muahahahahaha.
The damage:
Scorpion helmet - rashed, gouged through the exterior
Gloves - worn through in spots.
Joe Rocket 2.0 Perf leather - rashed up pretty good but it held up!
The Busa - well... look for your self.
Left exhaust can
Stator cover / left side
Clutch lever - I was able to ride it home, barely. That clutch lever is just hanging on.
Another angle from the side
All in all it was an exciting time
I ended up with some rib and hip damage. I am just bruised but dang it's painful.
Moral of the story?
Dare I say it?
GEAR, GEAR, GEAR! It saved my bacon.
The short story? Busa down. I am ok and the bike is fixable.
The long story?
I am splitting lanes here in California and two car lengths from the front the light turns green. I usually merge when that happens but I was moving about 15-20 mph and decided to just "drive through." I come out between the two front cars about 1/4 way across the intersection and I see a car turning right on red coming from the right.
This is a three lane road (Hazel and Greenback for all you Sacramentans) and I move all the way to the left as I enter the lanes across the intersection. The girl, on her cellphone, turns on red and proceeds to cross all three lanes headed straight for me. I move as far left as possible and start squeezing the brakes. I ended up washing out the front tire and low siding about 1 foot from her bumper. The bike slid about 25 feet and I ate the divider and sliding across the pavement.
The girl was 15, with no license. She was driving her mother's car. The investigating officer was getting the girl's story and he kept looking over at me. He finally walks away from them and says "Hey pilot, come here." I Walk over and he gets my story. He says "are you SURE that light was green?" I said absolutely! He told me the girl was trying to say I ran a red light.
So here's the kicker: The two cars in front that entered the intersection on the green light before me? On the left was a Sheriff's deputy and on the right was a CHP officer. I directed the investigating officer to them and and he went back and read the girl the riot act. Muahahahahaha.
The damage:
Scorpion helmet - rashed, gouged through the exterior
Gloves - worn through in spots.
Joe Rocket 2.0 Perf leather - rashed up pretty good but it held up!
The Busa - well... look for your self.
Left exhaust can
Stator cover / left side
Clutch lever - I was able to ride it home, barely. That clutch lever is just hanging on.
Another angle from the side
All in all it was an exciting time
Moral of the story?
Dare I say it?
GEAR, GEAR, GEAR! It saved my bacon.