Scott, I'm glad you walked away from that in one piece. Ohhhh man, that had to be a *****. Thanks for sharing that moment with us. I almost had the same
thing happen to me on our way to Eureka Springs for the SFO 09. A group of us met up in Little Rock (7 FJR's) and headed up on the check-in day. We met up
with a local guy and he led us up RT23 though some killer twisties to ES. This guy knew the roads so he leaned into those 180 degree twisties like a pro.
Unfortunately, it was raining like hell and my skill level wasn't anywhere near up to the task. There was this one 180 turn where I didn't slow down enough and I
climbed up into the dirt missing many trees by inches while holding on for dear life while I fish tailed for what seemed like FOR EVER. Thank God I made it
back on to the asphalt without hitting the deck. I absolutely **** MY PANTS, but I was sooo happy to be upright that the load in my diaper didn't bother me at
all. That was the pivotal moment in my life that made me pay attention to every split second of what's in front of me. I'm a better rider for it and I'm sure you will
be too. Glad you are here to tell your story! God Speed, My Friend! You will ride again!!!