Oh shit yeah....fucking black birds!
So I just got my first liter bike (VFR1000) and I was loving life. I rode that thing everywhere and as low as the odds are to actually hit something, if your frequency goes up so then does your chance.......
Sunny day, I'm ripping along my favorite back road out near Mt. St. Helens and coem to a great straight stretch. Nice road, no side roads to carry traffic in, no surprise cop hideyholes etc. Just 3 miles of flat smooth perfect pavement...of course I'm gonna wick it up a little. Here I am cranking along at about 100 and what's this? Why it's a little black dot that looks like a birdy and Mr.Birdy is flying right along the road. Well whaddaya know!? It *IS* a bird. Birds are neato.
Hmmm.....that bird may be coming this direction....Oh shit little bird....fly somewhere else...no REALLY! Fuck!
All this kind crammed into my head in something like the 1/2 second i had before Mr.Birdy hit me straight and true in the chest. Birds aren't really all that stout, but this one was chubby. Felt like a baseball to the sternum followed shortly by an explosion of feathers and...err.....parts.
Pulled off to the side of the road spitting feathers out of my mouth....no shit. There was a foot stuck in the jacket zipper and a film of liquid bird all over the front of me. Coulda been worse I guess......