Holy Crap - That sounds like the most insane moment on a bike I could imagine! I layed a dresser down once and remember sliding acrossed a four lane road, everything in slo motion, I pulled myself up on the tank as I slid and remember thinking #*&$#@ I'm scratching the paint!! After coming to a rest and dusting off I say minnimal damage, popped the bike up and headed down the road, and got on the highway. Accelerated onto the highway and got up to about 65 when the windsheild decided it took enough abuse and blew off - flipping right into my chest, talk about startled, I about wet my chaps, that was worse than the accident! This all happened at about 3am in Ohio on the return trip from The Dragon to michigan in late october. Had the cb on in the headphones and heard the truckers saying look at that fool trying to get a late season ride in. They were right, last time i try to squeeze in a Saddle Sore 1000 in 30 degree temps.