I always wear 'sunglasses' on the bike, invariably a pair of yellow lensed Oakley Mumbos that are probably 25 years old!
Why I always wear them...……….
They're very scratched by now, but they did save my eyes back in early 1997
I worked in Leeds at the time, & was riding home one night (permanent afternoons for my last 6 years) about 23:00
I was on the Leeds-Wakefield road (A61), having just passed the 'Jaw-Bones' at the end of Wood Lane
At that time, the road was a national speed limit, unlit & had a pronounced dip (even more so than now - some re-engineering took place) due to mining subsidence
I was coming along, bus opposing me, as I entered the dip, with headlights in my face
Saw it way too late
Ended up going through the rear window, & ending up almost on the back seat
Dragged myself, & a semi-folded bike out, checked for all bits & belongings
Set off walking dripping blood
Called in the pub along the way (no mobile for me then)
The Angel
Rang girlfriend, this was before we got married
I carried the bike the rest of the way home, about 6 miles, as it was definitely unridable
Got shouted at, when I got in
Up to A&E, Joanne was the Bed Manager for the Hospital at the time, & knew the A&E Sisters/Consultants, so got me seen (dept was quiet in those days... maybe 25% of what we get now)
After AE visit
I could spurt blood out of the side of my nose for a few days afterwards
We found out later, upon reporting it to the Police, that the car (a Metro) wasn't registered to anyone, & the previous owner had sold it a couple of months before
I had to shop for a new bike then...…
I still keep the frame in the garage, as a reminder not to do it again
It was my last RTC though!!