So I'm in Indiana riding with a friend of mine. We stop on this country road and out of nowhere a kitten comes running up under my bike. I reach down to shoo the kitty away suddenly there was a gravity burst and down went my bike with me on it. As I'm falling, I'm still trying to get the kitten away. My bike and I hit the ground hard, with full force (ouch). The kitty had managed to scamper over under my friends bike, while she was freaking out and running over to help me.
We picked up the bike and found that the knobby end of the clutch lever had broken off. Then I noticed that I was bleeding from my elbow, hand and knee. Lucy sure had some splaining to do that night for sure. Luckily the bike wasn't injured too badly, I think I'll live and I don't think that kitty will be attacking anymore bikes anytime soon.
Later that say we had a good laugh over the whole thing. We were both glad that the kitten wasn't hurt. We also decided that you should avoid pussy when on a Harley.
