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I had a freak accident on my R1 a little over 10yrs back. Now anyone that's into sport bikes will know that everyone has an accident with their name on it and you can only hope yours isn't fatal, so it wasn't the accident that scared me but everything that happened..

So I was on a dual carriage road and weaving through traffic on my side of the road. There was a traffic light up ahead so the cars werent moving but I could ride just along the middle of the road (straddling the line between on going and oncoming traffic).

So this guy decided to cross the road, and figured the front of a massive bus was the bestplace to do it, and he was talking to some guy on the other side of the road so he was walking backwards. I was doing around 30MPH. Long and short hr didn't see me when he got out the front of the bus, and it was too late for me to come to a stop when he came in front of me. I swerved to avoid him, but my arm clipped on body or something. Jerked my arm backwards and banged my head against the tank of my bike (and this was one of those days I stupidly decided not to wear a helmet cause it was just a "quick run".

The guys planted foot spun on its axis and broke and my head hit my "blunt" tank with so much force that I passed out. I literally passed out but the bike didn't fall. it just swerved to the other side of the road and kept moving towards oncoming traffic with me passed out on it. eventually my friend who I was carrying behind me reached over when he realized I had passed out and grabbed the handle bars and steered me clear to the other side of the road.

I still have a small curr scar around my temple where my head hit.... it requires about 4 stitches.

Most interesting thing, is that I have no memory of the minutes before, the accident and the minutes after the accident. All I recall was trying down the intersection and going towards the traffic lights, and waking up at the back of someone Jeep being rushed to the hospital with a hit girl using my shirt as a fan to fan me down and my friend screaming something in my ear. Then I passed out again. And woke up with a nurse over me stitching my head.

Everything i just said now, are based on the stories of the incident I was told.