Tonight, on my way home, I've crashed my motorbike. I am not very impressed with myself, and the fear is still coursing in my system.
The hail that came down was incredibly thick. Hail hurts at 100 km/hr! So I slowed down, and stopped weaving through the traffic.
I have NO idea how it happened, but I assume my front tyre hit a patch of the slushy ice, and down we all went...
I watched the bike slide across 2 lanes of traffic (I was on a 3 lane highway at the time) and I slid on my bum down the third. I am astounded the car behind me stopped in time.
When everything had come to a stop (three lanes of peak hour traffic, my bike 100 meters further down, and myself), I stood up wandered across to my bike, picked it up, and pushed it to the emergency lane. I waved to all the people in the cars that had stopped, and promptly felt embarrassed.
Anyway the bike was okish, and I have a sore shoulder, and I rode home, so i guess all's well that ends well...