1st: 1972 test riding a Kawasaki, spun the tire in some dirt/sand as I was leaving the dealer. Went sideways and right out from under me. Motorcycle was trashed, not a scratch on me.
2nd: 1973 Crashed a Kaw. 500 shook the front end with a high speed wobble at 70 mph on a fast 4 lane curve, I could not hold on and hit a guard rail at 50 with my helmet. Should not have lived. Cops chasing me didn't think I should've either, I was told they got down and tried to smell alcohol on my breath, cause there was a 6 pack that had been strapped to the sissy bar/seat. I hadn't been drinking, yet.....
3rd: 1985 doing a wheelie with a chopped yamaha 650 with a bigger girl on the back and she went back against the sissy bar making the wheelie really high and then over backwards. She was drunk and I was showing the boys how fast my rice burner was.....
4th: 1994 crashed my new 1992 FXR by laying down and sliding under an 18 wheeler trailer that had pulled right out in front of me, bike was damaged but rode off with it. Tore up my clothes and had a rash on my hand and hip.
5th: 2004 Totalled the FXR when a dog ran out from behind parked car, all I saw was a blur and then I was flying, I went off the to the side and the truck behind me missed me but smashed my scooter... I was on my way to visit my wife in the hospital, still got there, she had to come down to see me in intensive care..... Again I was very lucky, took me 3 years to buy my next bike, but I am back in the saddle and again, I ride like they are trying to kill me! Even so when u ride nearly every day, odds have a way adding up.....