Visor up and a wasp flew into my helmet. Ripped the helmet off - thought we parted ways. He slid down my shirt and nailed me between the shoulder blades 5 minutes later while standing in line at Brahms for an ice cream. Had to get a lady to pick the stinger out.
Had a giant grasshopper splatter on the mirror post- while laughing- only wearing a half helmet. Way too much sodium in those...
