So I assume all of you have heard of the hundred meter dash, right? Well, what happens when you lowside at 100kph? That's right, you do a hundred meter slide. I am now intimately familiar with the coefficient of friction between asphalt and denim. I skidded to a stop in the oncoming lane about ten feet from a car, with a nasty set of abrasions on my right kneecap and a scrape on my right forearm. The doc says I should be healed up in a couple weeks. I was damn lucky. My new jacket now has a nice hole in the right arm, and my jeans have holes in the right knee and the back right pocket. Good thing I was wearing that jacket, along with a helmet, gloves, and boots too. Otherwise I would have left nice red streaks on the road. To add a bit of irony to the whole situation, I also now have a literal hole in my wallet. Of course, the bike had a slight bit of functional damage and a lot of superficial damage. The front brake lever, which had been ripped clean off the bike, was easily fixed at the bike shop (a 50 km ride with no front brake is not fun at all, but I managed with some help from the pack I was riding with). But a new right cowl and right muffler are the real costly parts, and unfortunately my bike is gonna look like crap for the next two weeks. I guess it's a small price to pay, right along with a new jacket, new gloves, and some real riding pants this time. Dunno if I can get some draggin jeans out here but I'm sure gonna try. The causes? In short, it was my own damn fault. I was following a pack of experienced riders who were much more familiar with the course than I. I was going too fast into the curve entering a tunnel and lost my head when I saw oncoming headlights just as I started into the blind corner. Had I not cut wide and nailed the left curb, I would have been alright. Thankfully I didn't hit my brakes in the curve or this might have turned into a highside, or a collision with the tunnel wall. Well, hopefully I've learned a few things from this. A week or two and I'll be back on two wheels!