Got scared pissless yesterday!
Usually when I get scared on a bike it was because I did something stupid with my right wrist or because some little old grayhair in a Buick pulled out of nowhere into my path. But, yesterday my wife and I jumped on the bikes to make a run into the Dallas/Mid Cities area. There is a nice 20 mile stretch of road that connects our town with I-35 and I was buzzing along minding my own business.
First thing I hear is a loud motor right (literally) on top of me (heart instantly jumps to throat) then I see the shadow as the crop duster strafes directly over the top of me. I'm sure that sucker is still laughing. Good thing for him the 10R didn't have wings I would have gone straitway and shot his butt down......right after I stopped and dried off my seat and changed skivies. Wuff