On Monday, I crashed my Monster at about 50mph. I suffered road rash on my hip and lots of bruising- and Pandora has flesh wounds of her own. Here’s what exactly happened, and the lowdown on the gear that saved my life.
Good morning! Wouldn’t it be nice to wake up in the morning and go speeding down the salt flats for a nice pick-me-up? I probably wouldn’t need caffeine… well let’s not take it that far.
Salt Flats 1962.
Posted on May 19, 2012 in Motorcycles by Alicia Mariah Elfving