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Bye Bye Birdie

In 1981, I had just been discharged from the Air Force. I had no job and no car so my dad let me use his 1973 Honda 350 to ride around town so I could find a job.

One day, tired of job hunting, I decided to take a ride out on the country roads and enjoy the day. I came upon a nice long straight stretch of road and decided to really see what that little 350 could do.

Well after about a mile at full throttle, I was running about 80 mph which was all that Honda had. All of a sudden, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I was hit.

Before I knew what was happening, I was trying to hold onto the handlebar grips with all of my strength. I finally got the bike stopped and got my breath back. I then turned around to go back and see what it was that I hit.

As I got to the spot where this happened, I saw a robin lying on the side of the road. It seems that I hit this poor bird at about 80 mph and it knocked the wind out of me and almost knocked me right off the bike.

I have now been riding for almost 30 years and have never heard of this happening to anyone else. Scared the @#$* out of me. -- Steve Hurst

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