This past weekend I was riding m/c's with three friends. We were on a fairly curvy/scenic road running between 50 and 55 mph. I was 3rd in line and the man behind me was the 75 year old man. I looked in my mirror after going through one of the curves and all I saw was a big ol dust cloud. I stopped the other two guys (the guy in the front of the line was the 75 year old dudes son). We all go back to him and he is laying there telling us not to tell his wife
and complaining about his shoulder hurting. He takes the ambulance ride to the hospital, gets x-rayed which shows nothing broken, gets some road rash bandaged and walks out of the hospital later on and goes home. He was real lucky and is probably one of the toughest 75 year old man I have ever run accross. It messed his Harley up pretty bad and his wife did find out about it. I just hope I'm still walking around at 75.