Welcome back. Last time I heard a tale like that was in San Diego sitting in a bike shop waiting on my tool to be repaired. A fellow sat across from me and we got to comparing notes (as I had gone down that particular morning as well). He was travelling the infamous I-94 and an old lady in a caddy nailed him from behind. He got a free ride on the hood till she finally decided to see if she could get the really large bug off her windshield. Sudden stop and centrifigal force then took effect and catapulted him onto the highway. He wasn't in too bad of shape, but the bike was hamburger. The old Lady's comment - "I never saw him!" as she rode up his backside.
