I've been down twice on the street with minimal damage and twice on the track. One nasty highside that left me with a broken hand and foot broke in four places along with four surgeries and three months off work. I've been accident free for one year and four months now. LOL....

 

My worst wreck was in 2000. I was on my '00 750 going ~130 mph on lakeshore drive in Chicago. It was about 2am and some sprinkler systems kicked on spraying water all over my lane in a corner. I was at max lean angle and couldn't do anything but ride straight into it. I remember loosing any feeling in the handlebars....then waking up a long way away from where the water was. The bikes that where riding behind me told me I slammed into a concrete wall and proceeded to skid down the street like a ragdoll. When I got up and walked away I remember people looking at me like they had just seen a ghost. Everyone thought I was dead, but I didn't even have any broken bones. Just a small amount of roadrash on my back from where my jacket had folded up. Weird part was that my bike didn't have all that much damage either..it hit the wall wheels first and slide down the street along the wall until it came to a stop. I got extremely lucky that night...now I never hit max lean on the street. I always leave enough in reserve to tighten my line if I need to.

 

Sorry, but did you really mean to say you were going 130mph at max lean angle ? And- hit a concrete wall , still going almost 130 and walked away? You are freekin superman or spent lots of time in church in your youth. and if the story is true, you should be in church thankin god every day !

 

Sorry, but did you really mean to say you were going 130mph at max lean angle ? And- hit a concrete wall , still going almost 130 and walked away? You are freekin superman or spent lots of time in church in your youth. and if the story is true, you should be in church thankin god every day !

I'm thinking the same thing.. somethings either exxagerated or made up..


:sing:

 

I think I rank high with my gap wreck. lol

I took out a guardrail and was in a bed for 3 months. You can find all the storys in the forum.

 

So you are saying YOU are a bad driver? Or... good drivers should be ready to swerve to avoid a dickhead on a bike?

 

Actually I'm saying that drivers in Las Vegas are just generally bad. How it pertains to my actual accident is negligable I guess but how that makes me a dickhead is confusing. No offense... but who the ***** are you to judge? Your gonna tell me you've never done wheelies or tried to pop it up on the freeway to impress some friends or people, or maybe just because you love to wheelie?Let me guess.... your one of the "purist" riders who are disgusted by the reckless youth like me right? It's actually quite ironic that it says your from SoCal considering it's mostly you out of state Californians who don't know how to drive end up running us off the road or just drive into eachother like its bumper cars. Ask any Vegas local, every accident you see has atleast one car involved with a Cali. plate.

 

http://www.r1-forum.com/forums/showthread.php?t=183188&highlight=60%

 

4 yrs ago, head on by a minivan in my own lane. got the hood ornament in the lft ribs. 8 rib fractures ,lost spleen, fractured skull[yes i had on a full face arai]neumo+hemo thorax[blood +air in chest cavity. 2 weeks in icu. but other than that -no problem. Oh yeh, my lawyer got more $ than me in the end.

 

My worst wreak was September 16th, 2001. Yes... 5 days after 9/11. Only reason I was riding was because the NFL cancelled the weekend games. So instead of watching all the games and drinking beer... like I normally do during football season... my buddy says lets go riding. Even worse, we switched bikes about 10 miles before I wrecked. The wreck was totally my fault. I was coming up a hill, at the top was a blind right hander. I crest the hill and all I see is a car coming right at me... well, that's the way I saw it. The car was in the correct lane but for a split second I thought it was in my lane. So I freaked and lowsided the bike. The bike hit the passenger side of the front bumper and I rolled all the way up to the drivers front wheel. My head was about 3 inches away from the tire. If the driver didn't stop where she did... another foot and I'd probably not be here today. I received a bunch of bruises, a couple of scratches, and a torn ACL and MCL in my left knee.

 

8 months ago got t-boned by a full size"pickup truck, broken leg, badly broke both hands, degloved my heel, cracked ribs, lacerated liver, dislocated my leg and cracked my hip in the process, couldnt wipe my own ass for over a month spent 3 months in a wheel chair, still have a spot on my heel that wont heal and leave blood in my shoe every day. this is a pic of my foot prior to the second debreedment

deleated scary foot pic, please dont send me tons of requests for pics, its just a f'd up foot with a bunch of dead black skin

 

That pic is a little too graphic to be posted V. Please remove it.

 

That pic is a little too graphic to be posted V. Please remove it.

sorry didnt even really think about it that way
done but i cant edit bsr's post

 

DUDE! that's scary!

 

My worst accident was actually getting hit by car when I was doing over 165mph. I know the speed is correct because the guy behind me had his camcorder running and we've watched the footage over and over again.

We were street racing a few years ago in the far left hand lane. And I guess the drivers couldnt tell our speed. A combination of a motorcycle with small headlights doing almost 170mph.. 11pm darkness.. and people who generally dont check their blindspots when merging into traffic was a recipe for disaster.

I saw the car steadily crossing over lanes using NO turn signals but refused to layoff the throttle because I figured he had to have seen us already in the lane. As we got closer.. I actually thought the car was gonna hit the bike in front of me.. which did give me the opportunity to actually touch my front brake first. In less than a split second.. the left rear of the vehicle collided with the front right of my bike.

The collision was hard enough to knock me out of seat and the bike into the next lane. I really dont know how to explain how I never went down.. other than the pure speed I was carrying kept the bike straight up. Kinda like when a bullet ricochets off of a wall..

The driver scared shytless never stopped.. and all of my friends quickly caught up with me. They could see the sparks from the collision several yards back. Pulled over on the side of the highway, talking through their helmets the decided it was best to take the next highway exit. I told them I didnt have any front brakes so to take it easy because I couldnt brake. After pulling off. We checked the bike out and the front/right end was completely smashed. Everybody was telling me how lucky I was I didnt go down. Until someone finally noticed my finger. The way it bent looked like something out of a horror movie. Just looking at it made me a sick. The front brakes on the bike still worked. It was my hand that was swollen the size of a softball and my finger bent out of place that kept me from using the brakes.

I didnt take an ambulance to the hospital.. we called a few friends.. one road my bike home.. another took me to hospital. Completely fractured it took 2 surgeries by a hand specialist to get my finger straight.. and I still cannot bend the trigger finger on my right hand even till this very day. It only points straight.

Here are a few pics of my old 02 R1 right after the accident. I still love that bike very much.. as its still my avatar picture.

Here are some pictures of it when I rebuilt it.

As you can tell.. I'm a big advocate of keeping it sane on the street after my accident. I feel I was given a 2nd chance and refuse to waste it. My first trackday was about 3 months after my accident and I've been preaching the track since to street guys I see riding like Im used to.

I still ride on the street from time to time.. and while Im not the most innocent person. I definitely dont try to push it, dont try to ride up front, and could care less about winning so meaning street race with nothing but hospital beds and funeral caskets at the end of the finish line.

 

i was stationed in panama in 98, cager got me,
broke both arms-titanium brackets in both of em
broke right leg
shattered femur --big titanium rod
both ankles -titanium brakets/pins
shattered both shoulder blades
right collar bone
6 ribs
crushed skull --plate in head
crushed right orbital --plate in cheek
fractured neck
broke back and various bones
couple fingers and toes broken
pull bracheal plexus nerve out of spinal column--arm no worky
removed left knee cap-they put it back
lacerated liver
bruised heart
ribs puntured a lng
teeth and gums seperated from skull
broken nose


had a wreck last year(ran outta talent-but i bought some more for thisyear), and got some new upgrades in lower left leg titanium rods and pins and broke my arm again

 

i was stationed in panama in 98, cager got me,
broke both arms-titanium brackets in both of em
broke right leg
shattered femur --big titanium rod
both ankles -titanium brakets/pins
shattered both shoulder blades
right collar bone
6 ribs
crushed skull --plate in head
crushed right orbital --plate in cheek
fractured neck
broke back and various bones
couple fingers and toes broken
pull bracheal plexus nerve out of spinal column--arm no worky
removed left knee cap-they put it back
lacerated liver
bruised heart
ribs puntured a lng
teeth and gums seperated from skull
broken nose


had a wreck last year(ran outta talent-but i bought some more for thisyear), and got some new upgrades in lower left leg titanium rods and pins and broke my arm again

WOW! and you still ride, that's what i call a love for riding.

 

My first and only wreck was a month a so ago....AT WORK. highsided at 30mph when i hung a left to leave the parking lot, rear slipped and threw me off to the right. (combination of too much throttle, cold tires, and a metal drain in the road) fractured my elbow in three places and after 2 surgeries im still waiting to go for physical therapy. i plan on going as much as possible to try and salvage the rest of the year. no regrets...just ready to ride!

 

rear-ended at a stoplight by some lady trying to run said stoplight. an officer was watching from nearby parking lot his est. speed of impact was 65+. bike took full force of impact, i rolled back onto the hood of the car and then off to the side. broken right side tibia and fibia above the ankle. my leg was put into a taylor spatial frame (halo).

later found out the reason my leg even got broke was because my leather boots i was wearing, the right side one got caught in the rear brake. it was the force of my foot being ripped out of the boot that broke it. the leather on the boot was torn from about mid foot around and up to the top.

 

About 1 1/2 yrs ago I couldn't negotiate a right hand sweeper and found myself in the side of a hill. Results: 7 Broken Ribs a Cracked Clavical and a Punctured Lung, 11 Days in the Hospital and about $95,000 in hospital Bills....

 

2002

18 yr old squidly wanna be pro racer with only a permit and no insurance came into a 360 off ramp tried to pass me on the inside got in over his head
grabbed a big handful of front brake and lowsided into the back end of me, standing me up and and down over a 3 foot drop off and into the on ramp going the wrong way
his bike slid all the way down over and shoved me up under the guard rail which hooked the front end and fired my narrow azz head first into one of the I beam gaurdrail posts= woke up up naked tied to a board in the back of a screaming ambulance wonderin where the skylight came from in my bedroom, helmet looked like sombody tried to split it with an axe.
Same kid who hit me less than a month later was with his buddy up in the industrial park showin off in front of a mc
safety training course slammed into his buddy at 60mph who was up in an endo totalling both bikes himself and his buddy.
He never got in any trouble from his accident with me as he hauled azz while I was stuffed up under the guardrail
unconsious, bleeding and not breathing.

 

Long time ago, got drunk and fell asleep in a bathroom, to wake up at 5am to find out it is all closed and locked.



Bike things....no comment.:rock

 

LOL -- are you that guy they found sleeping in the mall for over a month or something like that in Texas?

 

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These are all the pics I could find from my accident. I thought I had pics of the bike but I guess I must have deleted them over the years.

Pic of me/bike before the accident..


Pics of gear after the crash..



Crazy thing was Tez (Montez Stewart) wanted that KR JR helmet even after I crashed in it so I gave it to him..and he wore it a couple times..crazyass guy 4 sho. It may not look like in the pic but that helmet was effed! That scuff on the back of the helmet is where I had nice permanent "knot" on the back of my head. I had to have surgury to get it removed. So there was no way the integrity of that helmet was still any good. I don't think he ever crashed in it before he got rid of it.

 

when I was 16 I had a honda 750 ss. trying to keep up with more experienced riders, I went down at 60 with jeans & a t-shirt & helmet, trying to keep up around the curves.
NO GLOVES= hands with no skin, they were just meat.
I've lost skin from bicycles & skateboards but this really hurt! my hands were on fire:flame:.
I had a perfectly round hole the size of a quarter inside my left elbow that was pumping out blood.
lucky for me the engine lost all its oil (hole in left side cover) or I would have tried to ride home. about 5 minutes later my vision went black, I was concious but couldn't see at all. If I had been riding I would have wrecked again.

LESSON: WEAR YOUR GEAR!
If I had been properly dressed I wouldn't have been hurt.

 

I'm sure this is a worn out thread somewheres but i r noobie to this board so bear with me. I love reading wreck stories because I think there's a lesson to learn in everyone of them. For me its a tie between two wrecks:
1)Run off the road into a 30ft ditch doing about 70mph while racing an R1 on my R6. Hit a tree straight on at the bottom of the ditch and did about 3 front flips off the front of the bike. Bike was a total loss. Ended up with 3 broken ribs, a concussion, badly bruised femur and some road rash. Not too bad all things considered.
2)Looped a stand-up wheelie going around 100mph on the freeway in Vegas here (ya, ya, I know I was a dumbass). Bike went into a nasty tumble and was a total loss. I ended up with 3rd degree burns on both my arms, and 2nd degree burns on my back and feet (no jacket/boots/jeans). Not too bad but the worst part of that wreck was that since I was on the freeway I came about a pubic hair away from getting run over by 3 cars. If you've ever lived or driven in Vegas you know how infamous it is he for bad drivers.

The funny thing I forgot to mention when I crashed my R6. I was in Red Rock Canyon which is considered a National Park so a week after the crash 2 Park Rangers came to my house and gave me 2 tickets. 1 ticket for damaging the tree i crashed into ($350) then a ticket for doing 90 in a 35mph zone from what their team of "CSI investigators" was able to determine. I of course got all those thrown out. hehe

 

Never been down on the street, but had two bad one in the dirt. once at deanza cycle park in so cal, running first/second with another rider, came around a big corner in to a set of double/ triple jump, I took the trips, another lapped rider took the last two as a double, I landed square on his back, I remember getting back up and on the bike rode the last lap with tweeked bars, and no clutch lever, took third still, got back to the pits, and went to set the bike on my stand and I fell over, the emts had to cut my leathers off... tore the hell out of everything in my right knee, still cant lock it completly to this day.

second time was riding in the dirt by our house, my buddy was following me on an old yz490. were flying down a straight, I see some nice jumps to the left so I slam the door on my bubby and make a tight left. I also forgot he was on a dinosaur that weighed twice what mine did and his skills werent that good, last thing i remember was seeing his eyes and hearing him scream "OH SH!T" he square on tboned me!! he hit right on my left knee, so that was a wreck, once i got back up there was blood everywere from my waist down on my right side, and my buddy was tore up too (his ankle and elbow etc) instead of figuring out waht was up out in the midle of nowere, We struggle back on the bikes (Whats left of them) and fly home, I guess I too kmy handle bar right to the right of my Schlong, it didnt tear my leathers, but di tear my skin, I didnt have any insureance at the time so my wife and I gave myself 7 stiches with fishing line.and a couple of butterfly closures.. then spent 3 days on the couch till it healed up. Wanna see the scar?? by the way no matter how much alcohol you drink before you stich yourself up it hurts like HELL!!!

:scared

 

so my wife and I gave myself 7 stiches with fishing line.and a couple of butterfly closures.. then spent 3 days on the couch till it healed up. Wanna see the scar?? by the way no matter how much alcohol you drink before you stich yourself up it hurts like HELL!!!

:scared

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My crash stories are lame... thankfully

#1 - Rolled a Honda trike taking a corner trying to show my friend that if you lean correctly it won't roll over... many, many, many bruises and some gravel rash, and an ass whoopin I realize now that I deserved.
#2 - As a 7 year old passenger behind a crazy neighbor, he takes the right hander in the gravel and jumps free as it goes down, I take the hot exhaust to my right leg --> HOT exhaust promptly takes skin off right leg!:flame:
(maybe I should go look him up...) :machinegu

#3 - Pulled hamstring while trying to save my newly aquired R1 because the stand wasn't all the way down and I was too cold to pay attention :dundun: (4 weeks ago). Ego was hurt worst as my wife sees me limping in the house reminding me that I "was gonna get hurt and this proves it". [Hate it when she is right.] Hamstring better! Wife/Ego thing still sore. Scratch on faring won't seem to heal either, but that's just a great excuse to get it painted like I wanted too anyway! :sneaky

 

My first wreck was my worst. Going through a set of backroads near where I live, there's this particularly nasty switch-back with a left-hander followed immediately by a decreasing-radius right that just pinches off. I'm riding my YZF600R, pretty much the weekend after I got my 600mi service done. I rode through the stretch once and there was a state trooper on the road going the speed limit, so I figured, "F this, I'm coming back through again"...

So I came into the stretch a little too hot, got distracted when I saw a pack of Harleys in the oncoming lane, looked back down and noticed I was running WAY wide of the right-hander. Leaned the bike over as far as I could, bike slid out, cut across oncoming traffic and took out the lead Harley. Two bikes totalled, rider and passenger on the other bike had to be ambulanced out. Fortunately I had the worst injury (dislocated thumb) but it's unsettling to say the least to see two other people lying on the ground as a result of your own carelessness.

Not a good day.

Second time was on my SV...came into one of those corner get-ons too fast and, as it turns out, the curbing was a little longer and tighter than I had anticipated. Slid out...no injury but a little road-rash but I had the bright idea of pushing my bike a half-mile back to my house, and my back has STILL not fully recovered.


Bottom line...don't rush corners you don't know, don't ride so hard on the street that you don't leave yourself room to recover from a f**k-up, and don't worry about "proving" anything.