Here is a pic of my 1981 sporster that I wrecked in 1981. A little old lady turned left in front of me. There was no helmet law in Louisiana in those days. I flew over the car and hit my head on the curb. Fractured my skull in two places and I am permanently blind in my left eye. Also broke my left leg in four places. Both bones below the knee were broke in two different places. They put a 3/8" x 14" stainless rod in my leg. I wore a cast for six months. The rod was removed a year later, I still have it for a reminder, along with the scars and a bad eye.
After I got out of the hospital, I bought a new 1982 low rider. I rode it home with my leg still in a cast. I made a special shoe so I could shift. Not very smart but I was young and had no fear...Can you say stupid!...I laid the low rider down twice while I owned it. Once a friend and I were riding side by side, and we ran into each other. Not sure who caused that wreck, must have been the drugs and alcohol. Budweiser and loco weed. Came out of that one with nothing more than a concusion.
The next time was at a RR crossing. The tracks crossed the road at an angle and it had been raining. The bike went down the tracks and I went down the road. Nothing hurt that time but my pride and the bike.
I was married and had one young son, I decided that I would give up bikes so that I could be around to see him grow up.
He now attends LSU studying to become a doctor. I now have a new FXSTSSE springer. I am older now and wiser. (I hope) The drugs are no longer a part of my life and I do not drink and drive. Although I do still drink. Maybe things will be better this time around. I sure hope my son never has to treat me for motorcycle wounds...Wish me luck!