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veetwin said:
2005 Honda Fireblade Repsol Edition. Ran out of road, grip and talent. M3 J4A Sliproad Northbound in 2007
Before (taken at Copse Corner, Silverstone) :
After :
Jesus, you made it into one of those little folding bikes, glad you're ok.Before (taken at Copse Corner, Silverstone) :
After :
Edited by veetwin on Friday 26th November 16:37
Edited by veetwin on Friday 26th November 16:40
Cold tyres, too much lean, opened throttle too much, slide, regained bike composure but then ran out of road and was on the marbles / dirt at the edge of the lane, front tucked and down she went
I had a few bikes after but focused more on track days and the road riding slowly petered out as the group of friends all switched leather to Lycra
Fond memories of this period, I’m not sure we would get away with some of the stuff now
I had a few bikes after but focused more on track days and the road riding slowly petered out as the group of friends all switched leather to Lycra
Fond memories of this period, I’m not sure we would get away with some of the stuff now
Rostfritt said:
some bloke said:
A mate put a rental car into a Spanish canal back in about 1998. 4 people all got out, despite only a two door Ka. So f
king close to a tragedy.k me that sounds terrifying. Of all the accidents in this thread, that one is going to give me nightmares.DaveGoddard said:
Your mate isn't Louise Aitken-Walker is it?
The footage of her crash in the Astra all those years ago is terrifying.
-The footage of her crash in the Astra all those years ago is terrifying.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_jBXF7DWeU0
Nasty looking lake crash^^
A bit more to the story - we were out on a paragliding trip in the Alicante region about 1998, staying at a casa rural. The wee town near us was having their fiesta, so had the usual road blocked off and a detour round the back of the town by an irrigation canal. We'd driven that way in the morning and I'd commented on how awful it would be if you put a car in there and it was too narrow to open the doors.
A lot of hours later we were at the fiesta, dancing etc... my mate headed off with a carload a bit before me and my carload did, (about 3/4 of a mile to the casa rural) We got back and couldn't see their car, wandered in and they were all sitting wrapped in blankets looking very subdued. Turned out he'd missed the corner and plunged in. Fortunately they all got out - the front seat passenger went back underwater and guided a back seat passenger out, but it was a very close run thing. I have a few other photos of it being lifted out later in the morning but they are in NZ atm.
We ended up sitting in one of the guys rooms chatting away later that evening - he'd had a massive dose of squirty bum gravy from the water and the room was honking. After you got used to the smell, it was pretty funny when others from the group wandered in to say hi and hit the wall of poo-mist - the expressions as they struggled to be polite were hilarious. Lessons learnt - don't dance and drive.
A bit more to the story - we were out on a paragliding trip in the Alicante region about 1998, staying at a casa rural. The wee town near us was having their fiesta, so had the usual road blocked off and a detour round the back of the town by an irrigation canal. We'd driven that way in the morning and I'd commented on how awful it would be if you put a car in there and it was too narrow to open the doors.
A lot of hours later we were at the fiesta, dancing etc... my mate headed off with a carload a bit before me and my carload did, (about 3/4 of a mile to the casa rural) We got back and couldn't see their car, wandered in and they were all sitting wrapped in blankets looking very subdued. Turned out he'd missed the corner and plunged in. Fortunately they all got out - the front seat passenger went back underwater and guided a back seat passenger out, but it was a very close run thing. I have a few other photos of it being lifted out later in the morning but they are in NZ atm.
We ended up sitting in one of the guys rooms chatting away later that evening - he'd had a massive dose of squirty bum gravy from the water and the room was honking. After you got used to the smell, it was pretty funny when others from the group wandered in to say hi and hit the wall of poo-mist - the expressions as they struggled to be polite were hilarious. Lessons learnt - don't dance and drive.
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