Well, being the nice Sunday it was in Arkansas this weekend, I was out in 65 degree weather, enjoying the sun, and becoming a spring riding statistic.
A kid in a mini-van decided to swap lanes with me by crossing a double-yellow, and keeping me from putting anymore money into my Seca. Of course I was wearing my gear, so I got away with some scrapes, bruises, stiffness, a cane, and Superman's POV, but considering what could have happened, all turned out pretty well.

This was my second 750 Seca, (first one died a firey horendious death when the timing chain evaporated at 45 mph, 10 years ago), and I think I've spotted #3 down the road under a tarp at a mini-storage that's been sitting for three years.

Basicly, this is my Public Service Announcement, Be carefull out there. The cages aren't thinking about bikes this time of year, and I don't want to hear about one of you guys dying, while a kid with a mini-van is on the evening news saying "I swear I didn't see him, he came out of nowhere!"

My bike, XJ750, commonly known as Seca, left this world sunday, March 5th by a murderious Chevy Astrovan. It's survivors are the twin children 250 Ninjas, and it's big brother, a Yamaha V-Max. Athough lost, It will not be forgotten.

'Tis the season for motorcycle fatalities.... Be carefull guys!

that blows. Glad you weren't seriously injured. And yes be careful all non bikers don't really care whos in there path. Bike safe all.

Glad that you were not hurt. Also pleased that you have other bikes to console yourself with.