Well, as a noob, I guess that this one is my first real face-plant post, the last one was too minor to count, in my opinion. Monday of last week (sorry, in hospital then catching up on work and school kept me offline to some extent) I managed to find out why it is so important to ensure that throttle cables are well-maintained, and probably this applies to the bike overall, for that matter. I also learned to NEVER leave whatever safety gear you wish to wear at home. So, here I am, heading to work, on a paved and well maintained dry road I travel every day I work. I come up to a 120 degree turn in the road, you know the kind, the ones with all the arrow signs mounted every 4-6 feet that tell you "turn now and stay that way!!" Yeah, that kind of turn. After 4000 miles as a newbie, I do understand that bikes can take corners sharper than many riders would think, so as I am not a sport bike rider ('81 Honda CB650C Custom), forgive me if I did not wipe out scraping pegs or in the oncoming vehicle's lane. About 75 yards short of the turn, I say "self, 45 is too hot for that turn, slow down" and I release the throttle. Bike does not slow. At all. Not even a LITTLE. Then I press the clutch in, try the brake while fiddling with the throttle once, and I am about out of road, blind corner, hard left needed, and I mean NOW. The alternative (Plan B) was going straight, leaving the road surface across even but descending grassy ground, to a service road with intent to recover braking then, and as I started to countersteer I realize that at my speed, I am going to catch most of those damned signs dead across the front tire. I opt for Plan B. So, I leave the roadway mostly upright partway into the turn, front tire passes so close to the hidden culvert opening so closely that I thought I jumped it somehow (yet did not, so it was a good thing I was into the turn already instead of hitting Plan B immediately while still aimed over the culvert ditch, which was faced with hidden 4' concrete walls), I crossed the grassy area, AND the service road (still close to 40 MPH from the feel, was too busy staying upright to check), and departed THAT roadway in perpendicular crossing fashion, to THIS TIME jump a 3' deep steep-walled dirt lined ditch. Rear tire landed on the far edge of ditch, and front slammed rather hard onto the pavement of the upcoming parking lot. Bike instantly went down to right, and my azz and seat parted ways. Leather scrubbed, bike dinged up substantially above the steering head and on the case bar, plus windshield, speedo, etc.. I got a severely bruised rib, and otherwise not much damage to self. Was doing about 15 at impact (check the speedo pic, I looked, and the needle is actually pinched in that position, not resting against the ding) with ground, though, so managed to slow her some along the way. Kill switch was turned off someplace in transit, not sure where. Cranked bike up, rode her home (steers just fine!) and now to reassemble those hard to find parts, and apply custom paint job (maybe)! Damage appears mostly cosmetic and control related (note master cylinder, case guard bar, top triple-tree, and handlebars).:eek1 I was tempted to leave the jacket home that afternoon because it was over 95 degrees out. At the last minute I thought the better of it, and wore it anyway. Result? Nice racing scrub from front bottom of jacket, over and including right shoulder (ground away epaulet snap) and down the back to the belt-line. I will never be tempted to leave gear at home again. That was first and only time. Chaps scrubbed too, one snap at ankle ground completely off, boot side ground away, almost 1/8 inch deep. Gloves scrubbed, but other than my impact with the windshield support and a mysterious bruise under the back of my right arm, no other obvious or painful marks on me. Slid only 8 yards on the pavement, but oddly, the building door I was aimed at when I came to rest was only ten or fifteen feet away. It was the local Baptist Church. Wife said it was a "sign."