I found myself holding my breath for most of it. Unbelievable! I trundle around on an old Hog and obviously get passed a lot by these guys on the highway. Sometimes as they're passing they'll pull a wheelie, sort've like a derisive "salute" to the old fart on the Harley. I'm pushing 150K km on the odo of my current ride, and the only accident I've had on it was getting rear-ended by a Ducati Monster while a buddy and I were making a signalled left turn. I was thrown and bounced (leathers, helmet, and extra "padding" were all good here). Mr Street Racer, a welder by trade, was off work for 6 weeks; as I heard much later. He was charged but never heard the outcome. All I knew was my riding season was over that September night......but it was a great excuse to get the engine bored, stroked, & cammed etc. while it was in the shop all winter.
When I got home much, much later that night my wife jumped and asked, "What happened to you?" "A baby raccoon walked out on the road, so I slammed on the brakes and the bike kinda tipped over...." Yeah, I lied. But sometimes it keeps life less complicated.