Well folks, my beloved 5th Gen is no more as I sit here nursing injuries from an accident with a car driver who didn’t know the road rules over here in Aussie. Back on the 10th of September I was on my way home from work on the bike when I entered a dual lane roundabout. Because of the traffic I took the inside lane which allowed me to continue straight ahead. Unfortunately the peanut in the cage next to me in the outside lane decided that he could turn right – straight into me. The only recollection of the actual accident I have is of me hard on the brakes as I must have realised at the last moment what this idiot was doing. Speed wise I was probably doing no more that 50/60 km/h. Then I woke up on the ground in a fair amount of pain with that surreal level of consciousness only an accident gives you and tells you things aren’t right. Long story short, my left leg was badly broken and required two plates and sixteen screws (x rays of my leg look like the Eiffel Tower!) to hold my Tibia together up near the knee joint. My Fibula was also fractured but fortunately was straightforward. My Pelvis copped a fracture while I found out what five broken ribs feel like. I live in fear of sneezing. My helmet, jacket, gloves and motorcycle boots protected me from further serious injury – cant say enough about riding with the right gear on. But because some things are never straightforward in life, after my leg had been put back together, infection set in. The doctor looking after me dithered until finally the top plastic surgeon at the hospital confirmed the leg was heading for major problems. Two further surgeries later and I’ve lost a good 4-5 inches worth of tissue from the top of my shin. To fill the hole I’ve had part of my calf muscle moved around into the hole and a skin graft taken from my thigh. After five weeks in hospital I’m safely back home and coming to terms with my injuries and the loss of my beloved bike. The insurance company didn’t blink writing it off and quite frankly because I will be a long time getting back on a bike (6 months plus), I couldn't face the idea of a bought back wreck sitting there waiting for me to fix it. I’ll likely be on crutches for another 3 months . For just a couple of days immediately after the accident, I seriously contemplated not riding again. The accident shook my friends and family up quite badly, while my partner had to be practically dragged out by the nurses after the first 24 hours and sent home. You ask yourself a lot of questions in those times. But I’ve reaffirmed that riding is what I love and when I’m fit again there will be another VFR to throw my leg over. With the impending release of the 1200, I reckon a few low mileage 6th Gens will appear on the market. After that, once Mr Honda has a rethink on some styling cues on the 1200.....:biggrin:. So what have I learned that I can share with you? 1. Never get complacent. After riding for many years without any incident, I think I let myself enter a state of mind that told me I was covering all bases from the road safety perspective. Over confidence can bite you hard. 2. AGATT – Apart from a few minor skin sites like between the end of my gloves and the cuff of the jacket, no awful gravel rash to contend with! 3. Hospital food sucks. Ride safe folks!