How fast have you crashed before??

Juz wanna share and hear interesting stories on how fast and badly a rider here ever crashed..

The fastest speed I ever crashed was 180km/hr..On the front straight just before entering the 1st hairpin corner. I was slip streaming this R1 '03 down the straight when suddenly he braked earlier than my intended braking point. I had to swerve out of his rear wheel and end up hitting the dirt trap without having the chance to tap my brakes!! Ouch!!

My front wheel caught the gravel trap and stoppie on me...I flung and landed head first in a sommersalt roll. haha..even some gymnasts would have applauded my flexibility..Thank God for the suit and full face helmet, I escaped with juz a sore butt and a giddy head. The bike suffered multiple cosmetic damages and she was up and running again in a month's time..

Guys..if you have any stories to share??

Going 5MPH. Hit a hole before fueling up that was covered with water. Raining that day. Rider error. Landed on my right shoulder...hair line fracture. 500 bucks in damages. sucks to be me! ...o... minutes after picking up my '05 machine from the dealer.

1 mph going thru employe parking lot at work.scanned my ID the arm come up I went thru and the arm came down on my head.crashed into fence never went down and only scratched my helmet and mirror.

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ORIGINAL: hondacbr1000

1 mph going thru employe parking lot at work.scanned my ID the arm come up I went thru and the arm came down on my head.crashed into fence never went down and only scratched my helmet and mirror.

I had that happen to me... on my shoulder. Embarrasing! LOL

First time I ever tried to ride a motorcycle. Dumped my buddies buell going about 5 mph in a parking lot. He was kinda pissed at me, haha.

first time i tried ridin it was on my roomates ducati in the parkin lot. layed her down on her side and competely screwed up the fairings and broke off the turn signal.
just got done fixing my bike after i tried doin a slow wheelie. pulled the clutch in at bout 20mph, reved it up (accidently bounced the tack), and dumped the clutch at round 15mph. didnt have fast enough reflexes to hit that back brake hard enough. she did a 12'oclock in less than a second. of course i did the squidish thing of gettin nervous and kickin out my legs (and not letin go of the clip-ons) which brought the front end down on my back which missed my head w/o a helmet on it by bout six inches. we both slid down the street for a while and after she tore a nice lil gash in my leg to remind me to never treat he like a P.O.S. stunt bike again she kept going down the street nearly missin the parked car by bout 3 inches. of course the whole time i was slidin i was wantin to cry scream not cause of the pain but cause i had a perfect view of every fairing gettin ripped off of her....sad really. learned my lesson and plan on gettin a P.O.S. to stunt and keepin my 1000rr to ride on the street (and hopefully one day on the track at least once) .

Well, one crash was about 5 mph when a car hit me in an intersection. That was on my 00 gixxer 750. Broke the subframe off, breaking the tabs to the frame in the process, and bent the exhaust into the wheel. The second was also on my old suzuki. Went to get up on the sidewalk by a friends house. Probably about 15mph. There was some grass that was dead even with the concrete hiding the 4 inch gap. So yeah, the front wheel turned in dumping me in his yard jamming my shoulder. Dyno'd the bike later that day, made 119whp.

Probably 65-70mph. I was braking down the last bit of the straight... leaned in for the turn (off the brakes) and a cat crossed... turned in a bit more and lost the front tire. Lowsided for a nice long while... it was a fast enough crash that time stood still.

I remember thinking - tuck my chin in. Move a bit to spread out the weight. Ah - I'm stopped - put a leg down to stand up... summersaulting over that leg - guess I wasn't stopped... sliding and then waiting to be sure I had stopped. Ran over to the bike and hit the kill switch. Absolute slow motion.

I had a friend describe this as mental overload. When things are going well your brain ignores most signals. When things go wrong it gets an overload of signals - it processes all of them and because so much happens you feel that time is moving slower. I don't know if there is any truth to it.

Dropped a buddies Buell @ 35 mph in circuit city parking lot after the throttle hung wide open and a touch of front brake ....... Can you say OH S@#T !!! lol !!! Thats what I get for riding a Buell !!!!

I replaced my back tire on my 06 1000RR at 3500 miles, was showing steel cord down the middle. Got on it the next morning to go to work and got as far as the first corner. I tried to put some power in second to straighten up (at about 20 mph) and it came right out from between my legs. I bounced and slid on my butt with a hole in my riding pants outter layer and scuffed up my gloves and boots. My bike's right side was 2500 dollars bad. Snapped the right handle bar, it was just haging there. All the cowls on the right were damaged and there were scratches on my tank shelter and front cowl. I talk the insurance company into letting me do the work at home on it. I learned alot about my bike, but I would rather not like that same experience again. Word to the new tire riders - Break in period doesn't mean break the bike! P.S. I love riding my bike, I'm at 6000 miles and riding it everyday to work (rain or shine).


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last yr this b@$tard in a Corolla took me out @ 70ish on the fwy (hit & run) thats over a 100 in metric !
but i was lucky to walk away from that crash ... plastics and front rim had to be replaced though

what really saved me was my good ol' Blackberry in my butt pocket since I more or less ground it into the ground while sliding on my azz !

Just about a month a go on my way to work my front tire hit a wide painted stripe while I was braking to make a right hand turn. The front end washed out and I slid all the way through the intersection on my side. I would estimate my speed to have been about 25 or 30 mph. The bike only suffered a damaged upper fairing and side case while I ended up with a broken collar bone. Hopefully I will be able to ride again in another 2 or 3 weeks.

LOL!!! hahaha..you guys make me laugh out loud in my bedroom!!!! Some stories you guys have..some hilarious while some scary!!

Well keep 'em coming!! LOL...

1984 I think first year kawasaki came out with ninja 900 running from the police.speeds over 130 mph in a 30 mph zone.back street country roads.Blowing red lights like I was super man.came up to turn best you could attempt would have been maybe 50 mph.I tried my best but couldnt do it got it down t0 about 80mph.****ed up thing is the only thing I remeber about the crash was flying over the handle bars and looking down on my gauges.The run I will never forget It scares me to think what was going on in my mind I dont know why I did it. I dont recomend anyone ever doing what I did. . When I woke up police every where ambulance and lots of people checking out the wreck.It was wrecked and so was i.Police came into the emergency room latter on threw the tickets on my chest and walked out.

Riding my CBR 1000 RR 5 days after I got it. Up on one of those roads that has a lot if curves, and doing fine. Came up on a hill that curves right at the crest. Hit dried up mud leaning, that a couple of 4 wheelers left going across the road right were the curve is. Bike and I kept straight right off the road and hit the ditch at about 90 MPH. I did about $5700 worth of damage to the bike. I had to replace just about every piece of plastic. I was very lucky not to do any damage to the frame not the rims. I remember flipping over the bars when I hith the ditch, and the bike flipped over and landed on top o me. I was pretty messed up, but manage to walk away without any broken bones, road rash, or cuts. Since then, the bike had been totally re-vamped.

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Red = The road I did cover
Pink = The route I was going to take
Star = where I crashed at

Well we got tons of roads in vegas, but this one is one of the best. I really dont want to get into detail because it was the stupidest thing i ever done. Kind-of like how your trying to ride a bike before you can even crawl.. So I was going about 75mphs and lost control of the bike at that turn. I wasnt on the bike at the time and it led me into the median where i hit the curb at 75mph or faster. The bike and I flew into the air, I remember seeing my bike to my left before hitting the ground seconds later. My heat was racing but my whole body was numb, I couldnt even feel the wind across my skin. Then I made contact with the ground. I think I was still going about 60mphs or so while sliding but all i was thinking is "I'm going to die". I was sliding on my elbows and knees then I realize to turn on my back to cushion the slide on more area then on just one certain part. I remember hitting my head on the curb (i slid from the median to oncomming traffic side to the curb side) I believe i hit it about 35-40mph and then i rapidly slowed down and somehow my feet got traction on the ground and my upper-body poped into the air. I start to run trying to slow myself down without falling on my face and successfully did so. First thing i did was take off my helmet and looked at my bike - I was so pissed off i chunked my helmet into the wall saying "F***!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". I ran over to my bike looking at the damage and started to pick up pieces trying to put them back together, hoping i could salvage what's left of my bike and ride it home. But no use, Anti-freeze was leaking out and forks were bent. Still trying to put the pieces back together, I lost my adrenaline rush and the pain hit me so hard I dropped to my knees. The road was about 120+ degrees (vegas that summer was about 107 or so) and the sun was burning my back. Then i realised my pants were ripped into shreds and my wife beater didnt coop to any protection i needed. I was only in basketball shorts for underwear and they were tattered as well.

A generous family was driving down the road looking at houses and saw me on the side with road-rash and my bike. They pulled over quickly and were running to my side telling me to sit down on the curb and they will call 9-11. I wasnt really conscience of what was going on but I remember how hurt i felt seeing there son in the back of the car lookin at me crying. I felt horrible like "no one should be seeing something like this". Well the family was trying to ask me questions like "if anything was broken?" etc etc - I was trying to answer what I could but I started to move for my cell-phone that was thrown about 50ft from where I was sitting (when i hit the median, it flew right out of my pocket i believe) I picked it up and called my parents to come pick me up.. The family that were aiding me gave me some bottle water and had some towels to wipe any blood or gravel on my back off. I remember the wife was trying to control herself from what she was seeing, she would now and then look at my back seeing what i wiped off and what the damage was. I tried to keep a smile on my face, making small jokes like "so how is your day?" and "nice weather were having.." I dont take pain well but making jokes and laughing is my way to unburden my problems. Well when my parents got to me, i got in the back of the truck and just kind-of looked to my left to see the family that helped me out - for some reason I had to look at their plates and saw california. I kind-of changed my view on californians right then and there. When your a vegan, you hate cali's - that's just how it is. But I thank them for taking time to help me out, not many people in vegas would stop to help. Well my parents drove me to UMC and my mom kept looking back with that like look like "OMG,

90+ mph when I was 19 wearing jeans, helmet and a t-shirt. It hurts ..... don't do it. Nothing broken but lots of rash and a few scars that are still here 21 years later.

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LOL!!! hahaha..you guys make me laugh out loud in my bedroom!!!! Some stories you guys have..some hilarious while some scary!!

Well keep 'em coming!! LOL...

a long time ago, i was rushing home after a party (back then i was still in school & had a tiny 98cc 2-stroke 11hp Yamaha !)
anyway it was late @ night i came flying up a blind crest to see that the municipal workers had pretty much excavated the road leaving one little spot in the slow lane to pass their "Taxes @ work" zone
in my panic i locked the rear - decelerated from 60ish to about 40 when i hit the man-sized rocks head-on

the bike bounced off and fell to its side (scratched tank, bent forks & rim, flat tire, etc) but not before it catapulted me into the rocks
when i opened my eyes i had the breath knocked out of me but i was unhurt (at least i thought so)
so i picked up the bike & rode home

the next morning i stepped out of bed and jumped straight back in (my left ankle was broken since it got caught between the shifter & the pegs) but when you're young you heal fast so within 10 days i was back on my bike with the plastered foot et al ;)

fWiW to this day i still have this scar (inner blunt trauma) on my right tricep

vermono - Nasty crash you had there!! Ouch!...

Well, the incident I had in the 1st post isn't the nastiest I had..juz the fastest.

I had this accident a few years back riding a Honda RVF 400(NC 35). It happened on my 'favourite right curve' stretch of road on the highway. I was so confident on this curve as it was my favourite and passed it many times. One day, my confidence had the better of me and I low sided in the middle of the steep bend! Luckily I rolled myself instead of sliding across the tarmac so the rashes I suffered aren't so bad. My pocket rocket(a smaller version of the Superbike used in 2000) slid across the highway and crashed into the side wall..

The injuries I suffered were the many spots of rashes here and there and a badly twisted right foot..I was given 7 days of medical leave and i have to hop on my left leg everywhere I go for a week! Now thats tiring...LOL!!

Lesson learnt : Never be over confidence ; always be in a proper riding attire..jacket and jeans at least ; check your tires daily( it caused me to low sided) ; it made me $4700 poorer!!!

1997. I was 18 and hit a car that turned in front of me when I was doing 70+ (after slowing) in a 40 zone. I was on my f2 leaving work and my friends said "c'mon, let's see you take off!" So I did, right through a red light... I barely grazed the cars front bumper, but it was enough send me over the bars. My left foot smacked the bars on the way over and snapped two bones. After that, the police report said I flew and tumbled 100 yards on the asphalt. Since I was wearing khaki's, dress shoes, and a heavy coat (it was late January in Alabama and I worked at Office Max at the time), my legs, hips and ankles got the worst of it. Physical therapy every day for a month on all my wounds to help the skin heal. I can assure you of this: I'll never ride again in shoes that don't have some sort of ankle protection. My right ankle was ground down to the bone, and the doctors and nurses aren't exactly gentle when cleaning out abrasions. That SUCKS, no matter how good the drugs are.

ME = total squid

That's when I became a believer in Honda's though. The bike tumbled farther than I did and was completely trashed (bent forks, clip-ons, swingarm, rear wheel, etc...) It was dropped off at my house on a flatbed truck the...on it's side. And when I got the nerve to try to start it again, it fired up like a champ after a couple cranks.

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Lesson learnt : Never be over confidence ; always be in a proper riding attire..jacket and jeans at least ; check your tires daily( it caused me to low sided) ; it made me $4700 poorer!!!

ouch - that was an expensive rollercoaster ride..

whiteguyblackblade - i hate when people are like "pop a wheelie" just got to ignore it =/. and i know what you mean with the doctors and nurses not being gentle with road-rash. (and vicadin only makes you sleepy which is bull - i want what women get thru birth)

Forum members..anymore funny or scary stories to tell???

This can be a learning experience to all..All of us dun have to go thru the same stupid mistakes that I made or others here who wrote their stories.

Come on..share ur memorable experience(some not), while others who read can roll on their backs in laughter or send a shiver down their spine!!

Here's another one...

First year riding my YZF600R. Parked at the Bank lot, I mounted the bike, geared up, fall weather, and exicted to Ride. I noticed someone waiting to take my spot, so I was a bit anxious. Started the bike up, clutch in, 1st gear, and ease on the throttle. Next thing you know, the bike abruptly stops, I go forward in a hurry, then the bike slams to right. Now I'm pinned between the bike on my left and a big'o SUV on the right. If you can image, the SUV blocked my fall to the groud. I then noticed, you guessed it, I didn't remove the front wheel lock. DAMN! Mind you, I bought it in yellow for visiablity. I just never used the cord that wraps around the handle bar.


I was so embrassing. I couldn't move. I was pinned. I could get a good grib to push/pull the bike off me. I was suffering like a fish out of water. Lucky and to add further embrassment, the person waiting for my spot became my Super hero. He/She, I can't remember, pulled the bike off me and help with standing the bike up. Wow, did I feel like a di*k!

I then, with my chin up, remove the damn lock off the brake and freed myself from this horrific embrassing ordeal.

Good times! NOT!

been riding sincw 1981 i have a few crashes under my belt.It was 1981 riding a brand new kawasaki LTD 750."cruiser".Nothing stupid just going around a turn in late march hit some sand and down I went maybe 40 mph.What saved my right leg from being cut off was that when the bike went down the case savers grabed the top of the curb and left enough room for my leg.The bike slid for about ten feet with just enough room for my leg.That to this day scares me more then any other accident I ever had.someone was definetly looking out for me.Anyway after the crash I was pinned under the bike.A passerby stopped and lifted the bike and I drove home.

damn...so many scary stories. My only wreck was 5 min after getting my 95 Kawasaki 500EX turning around at the bottom of a hill, hit some sand and did a very slow lowside...enough to break the handle bar, blinker, and fairing though. That was somewhat embarrassing