Wanted to share an accident I had been in last year, merely 23 hours after I bought my first bike:
Prelude - It was November 2015 I was riding a rented FZ16 with my friend sitting behind me. We were on our way back to his place and it was raining heavily for some reason I decided to take a route through narrow streets with a lot of slush all the while remembering what most of my friends told me when I first decided I wanted to learn how to ride a bike "you will pakka have an accident, everyone does. There are riders who have crashed and riders who have yet to crash" suddenly while maneuvering a left turn the bike skidded on some slush and almost fell down but luckily it wasnt too heavy and I was able to prevent it from tipping over. My friend and I were grateful that we didnt get our clothes messy in the slush and I remember being so proud, I told my friend "that's not how my first bike accident will be; not looking, stupid travelling at low speeds, sliding on some slush while turning slowly. It has to be at high speeds, with me going to the hospital" (I don't know what I had smoked back then
) my friend had immediately replied "I just shouldn't be there on that day man".
Fast forward to Feb 2016. I had bought an RC390 after much consideration, my skill level had risen and I was able to manage the weight and the leant forward position with ease. That night it was a friend's birthday party but I was dancing and drinking in celebration of my bike.
I went over to my friend's place in the afternoon since he wasn't at the party and he wanted to see the bike. We went mad over the fact that I had finally bought it (had been discussing this for months) then decided spend the rest of the day at his place. As we headed out of the gate and onto the main road, we were struck with the slow-paced aimless traffic of Bangalore and in no time I was nipping and weaving between cars and bikes until we hit a stretch that was open till the next signal. You guessed it! I wrung the throttle wide open and banged through the gears since I had that initial curiosity about how fast this bike was. Before we knew it we were hitting high speeds.
Just then an alto began crossing the road from a break in the divider on the right, heading towards a lane on the left. Tried braking but all we were left with was a split second; if we went straight ahead we would have T-Boned the Alto at tremendous speed so I instinctively swerved right aiming for the tiny gap between the rear of the car and the divider. It was a long-shot and we kind of made it, well most of us at least; the left portion of the bike including my left hand went through the car. I don't even remember the sound it made.
Due to the momentum we were carrying with us, we didn't fall and I simply ended up slowing down to a halt at the side of the road. The left side fairing was loose, mirror and windshield had been broken and while parking it at the side, that's when I realised; my hand was gone. After the adrenaline had worn out I was in excruciating pain and was quick to get off the bike since I could not handle any weight on that side. Luckily there was not a scratch on my friend, soon a crowd gathered and I was getting bad vibes. The Alto fellas took me to a hospital as soon as they saw that I was injured. Verdict: 8 fractures spread across my fingers and bones in my left hand including a hairline fracture on my wrist, apart from shards of glass pierced through my entire arm (more on that soon). My fingers had to be yanked straight to set the bones in place.
An hour at the hospital, new cast and a ton of painkillers later, we stepped out, saw the damage the car had taken and it was surprising to see that my hand had gone through all of it; the rear passenger side fender was bent out of shape, the passenger side tailight was not only broken but the entire housing was dislodged as well which meant there was just bare unlaquered metal on the inside and finally, the dickey door had been curled/ripped open. It was all quite a mess doctor advised me to file a complaint but Alto chaps and us came to an amicable quick conclusion not to do anything about it since neither of us had the time to deal with cops.
My friend and I proceeded to the bike, I asked him if he could ride and he was game. Turned the key, flipped the kill switch and the fuel pump whined, rpm did a sweep and "ready to race" came up. That was the last thing either of us wanted to see for a while
the rest of the weekend was a blur everyone had things to say, people wanted to draw on the cast, people wanted to lecture me, etc. My friend later reminded me of that night on the FZ16...
For 4 months I struggled to regain any strength in my left hand. Broke a glass bottle of water that summer simply because I was not able to grip it properly. Physiotherapy was extremely important for me. Even today my hand just isn't quite the same and this is an accident that I am reminded of every day. Since not only might it have been fatal if we went straight into the car, but even though I might have cheated death, it has left a lasting impression on me and ensures that I do not take any risks on the road anymore.
Lessons learnt:
1. People do not take into account bikes on the road the Alto did not bother to pause to check before crossing the road at all.
2. You are far more vulnerable to the effects of less traction and braking that 2 wheels offer compared to 4. The limits are way lower
3. Just don't speed especially within city roads regardless of road condition because anything can happen.
4. Unless you're on the highway, the 390 is a pretty explosive machine that should not be ridden at wide open throttle within the city.
5. Multiply your level of awareness 10 fold because on a bike there is simply nothing to protect you unless you are wearing gear and are fortunate enough to slide uneventfully
Up until the accident, my attitude towards learning how to ride was very aggressive. I wanted to push the limits in order to learn as quickly as possible. Now my riding style has completely changed and is better suited to the streets. Pushing the limits are left only to the track. This summer will be spent at Apex racing academy.
Sorry for the long post.