And it was on my 81 Deluxe! About 6 months ago, I bought a roughed up, but working, Triumph inline 4 sport bike, which I told myself I would just use for long travels. Well, oil leaks and other things led to my CX chillin' on it's center stand for, we'll say 6 months. In that time I completely conformed to the sport bike riding physique, and loved just ripping corners and having a ball with my new found speed and clearance. Well, time came around and I was able to fix my oil leak(s) with help from all you folk on here and days off, so I take the CX to work the next day. It was rough times I tell you, my hands so far above the gastank and every time I went to put my foot on the pegs, they seemed to move further and further toward the front of the bike, madness I say. Made it to work, found a new lovely coolant leak in the back of the engine, making it run too hot, but seems like something new is leaking or clanking every time I go somewhere anyway! On my way home is where my fun/near crash experience happened. I had always been afraid to push this bike before, mainly because I didn't want to find out its' limits by crashing, but with that sport bike mindset, I juiced it through my favorite corner, fast and low, too low. The feeling was in between the "yeah that's the stuff" and "is there a spider on my foot" when I felt my shoe being moved back and the bottom of the bike being pulled on. Now I'm sure it would have been fine if I would have just eased off and kept with it, but I decided to go the route of what the fuck do I do. After it all, I got it handled and onto the freeway with just 100 more heartbeats per minute. A fine day for me.