[Don Ro]

I had a VW bug, my Air Force buddy had a BMW R50. We'd swap when he went on a date with his g/f.
So here I am zooming through the back roads of the farm lands in the San Joaquin Valley, CA.
I'm noticing how heavy the Earles forks are just about the time a hard 30 mph right turn shows up.
Across and off the road I go and into an irrigation ditch...totally sunk, water up to the gas cap.
Like a fool I think that I can yank it out...no dice. I'm in a panic.
Half hour or so a farmer comes by, we hitch up the forks under the headlight, I remain on it, and he drags it out.
Water coming out of everywhere. For some reason, an hour or so later I'm able to kick start it up.
I ride back to the base and give her a good cleaning.
Shhhh.............
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5 years later, buddy visits me in CA and I take a chance and tell him the story.
He was amazed and I was relived that he wasn't pissed.