I ride to Arkansas with some friends in early spring every year. This year we had quite a few in our group, so we split into two groups. I was leading one group on a pre-planned route on some beautiful rural roads. As I came around a right hand turn, suddenly there was an SUV in my lane coming at me. Before I could even process the image of a vehicle coming at me in my lane (something does't look right here...) I was on the ground, rolling and sliding. I was very lucky that I hit the edge of the vehicle. If the driver had been one foot more into my lane I would probably be dead. I was airlifted to a local hospital and spent 4 days there. The left side of my body was messed up pretty good. But the only broken bones were in my hand and my ankle & foot. I was very lucky. I wasn't able to walk for a few months. And I still have pain in every step but they tell me it will get better eventually. To top it off, the driver, after walking over and standing over me for a minute, then decided to flee the scene. Luckily we were still able to find them and it seems their insurance company is cooperating. I debated a lot whether I would ride again. But I've been riding my whole adult life and I don't think I could give it up, even though it is dangerous. The adventures I've had on a motorcycle bring me so much joy. I ended up buying a new bike before I could even walk again. But I have to admit, every time I cross paths with an oncoming vehicle, I feel a little anxiety.