So, this past Saturday, my husband, me, and 2 of his friends went out for rides on our motorcycles (I rode on the back of my husbands). They all have crotch rockets. Our friend passed me and my husband doing about 130 mph and hit a deer straight on. He somehow flew over a barbed wire fence and into a field. His bike is completely totalled. He, by a miracle, only got road rash on his back and arm. He wasn't even wearing a helmet or coat. That was one of the scariest things I have ever seen.
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