I HATE when that happens! However, because it appears there was no damage(well, other than to the ego, maybe), in the immortal words of the late great L.A. Lakers' announcer Chick Hearn..."No harm, no foul"...eh Hasso?!

(...though it sounds like that Harley rider was probably thinkin' somethin' to himself like.."Ooh! That dude on the Triumph just got "put in the Popcorn Machine!", or "The mustard slipped off the hot dog" there alright!)

Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)