One of the scariest times I ever had when riding was one dark night outside of Mountain View, CA on 101. I had left Moffett Field on my Norton and was coming up on a truck that had some BIG pipes on it, probably 12-14 ft long. As we went into a dark stretch of road, an underpass, I was about a bike length behind him and 2 lanes to the left. In slow motion I saw one of those big honking pipes roll off the truck on my side and all I heard was a clanking and scraping as it slid along the road, I pulled over to the left as far as I could go and gave it some fuel. Scared me ****less it did. Once I got home the wife broke out the crowbar and pried me off the seat!!!!
You just never know what surprises are in store for you out there.
bob