I thought u were gonna say u hit tar strips - they're loads of fun with new greasy tires.

 

Easily the most dangerous thing I've done was ride drunk.

Did it quite often in my youth I'm not proud to say. Almost bougth the farm twice; once the driver saw me and swerved out of the way when I totally blew my line in a curve and another time I overbraked and lost the front end at about 70mph because I was oblivious (not in a defensive ride mode) when a car pulled out in front of me at night.

 

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away I was riding my XL500R down a long easy grade in a subdivision being followed by a truck with my buddies in it. I got my speed up, put her in neutral and stood upright on the seat with my arms out, then I jumped down. This delighted my buddies so I did it again, faster longer. This time when I went to jump down the heal of my Dayton boot got stuck in the vinyl (spl?) seat and over I went, my head just missing the curb, tumbling down the street. The bike continued on happily until the road turned where it bounced over the curb and hit a hedge, not just any hedge either. The Guiness family's old house (yes the beer) has an relatively ancient, absolutely meticulous, solid huge hedge which after that day, and for many years after, had a perfect cookie cutter piece missing the shape of my bike, even including mirrors.

 

Not only dangerous but stupid Superbling! But we were all young and dumb once Idid it when I was 14 on my yz80. The thing was built to the max and could smoke 125's and stay with 250's. One good whellie later lost balance and broke my colar bone. Hard way to learn an important lesson 2 wheels and alcohol don't go together very well!!!!