It was an early Saturday morning during the Spring. Just the type of day I like to ride. Most people aren’t out and about yet so I get the roads to myself for the most part. At least so I thought. Nothing unusual about this particular morning. Crystal clear weather, about 65 degrees outside. Just perfect for a nice leisurely ride on the old cruiser. After about 45 minutes into the ride I was coming down a slight hill and noticed a black patch at…Continue Reading “What Happens When You Hit A Dead Raccoon On My Motorcycle”