Do You See The Motorcycle?

Crotch Rocket versus Volkswagen...reportedly at about 150 miles an hour.

Now do you see the motorcycle?

This graphic demonstration was placed at the Stockholm Motorcycle Fair by the Swedish Police and Road Safety Department. A sign above the display supposedly noted that the motorcycle rider had only recently obtained his license. At 250 KM (155 mph) the motorcycle was traveling at 227 feet per second. With a normal reaction time of 1.6 seconds to "SEE - DECIDE - REACT,"  the bike would have traveled over 363 feet while making a decision on what actions to take. That is an entire football field, plus another 21 yards.  Swedish police indicated that no actions were taken due to the extreme high rate of speed.

Police estimated the bike hit the slow moving car broadside at an intersection without the rider even applying the brakes.  The Volkswagen flipped over from the force of impact and landed 10 feet from where the collision took place.  The bike rider was found INSIDE the car with the two people who were riding in it.. All three reportedly were killed instantly.  Ya think??

I did some snooping around online to see if this is all a bullshit story, but I couldn't find anything to prove or disprove it.  In the background of the top photo, there is a word on the backwall that looks to me like it's not English.  On one motorcycle forum, it was suggested this was staged, but how likely is it that a test facility could accurately stuff a bike inside a car so perfectly under controlled conditions without it being cost-prohibitive?  I'd say it's probably genuine, and the wreck was cleaned of the gore for display and educational purposes.

Another suggestion I saw attempting to "debunk" these photos was one guy who commented that "there's NO WAY a car would flip over" after being struck by a motorcycle.  Well, I think Ann and Big Daddy Nelson would be the first to tell you that not only will a car flip in such a crash, but a truck will too.  As bikers we all tend to think about how dangerous the cagers are to us.  In this case, it was two people riding in a cage that lost their lives to an idiot on two wheels.

Well, it's December now and Susan and I rode for a while last Saturday.  It was a little chilly but really not bad, especially for this time of year.  The week before that, I was with Jackson and crew coming back from Rhode Island after dark when I hit a tire in the street.  I never saw it, but I sure as hell felt it.  It was very weird.  For the quickest flash of maybe a second, I thought I was going down.  There was that panic-pang in the pit of my stomach caused by my brain transmitting the fact that I was no longer in control of my motorcycle.  Then, just like that, I had gone over it and regained control.  At the next light, my question to Dave Thompson who was on my wing was, "What THE FUCK did I just hit???"

Luckily for me, the tire had no rim, or I might be pushing the button for more morphine right now.  It just wasn't my time.  But it was an example of how the reaper can come for you even when you're riding safe and doing everything right.  That's why when I see shit like in these photos I just don't get it.  There was simply no need of it.  If Death is out there looking for you, he'll find you.  I don't see any need to seek him out on your own.  Ride Safe....

Thanks to my friend and Blackstone brother Kevin "Fatboy" Morris for contributing the photos.