We have a few motorbikes here, (and I know that some of you out there are motorbike lovers too) so far be it from us to laugh at a motorbike accident.
Nevertheless, when you read this article you will probably laugh too. Not at the accident, but at the lucky escape from injury, and the unpleasant landing.
Late one night in 1929 a Bell Brae farmer named Grossman was riding his motorcycle along Mercer street in Geelong. Ahead he saw a red light alerting him to an obstruction in the roadway.
The obstruction was a galvanised fence around an open sewer shaft. Yeah, you know where this is going… 🙂
Unfortunately, the lights from a car coming the other way dazzled Mr. Grossman, and he crashed through the fence, falling straight down the 30ft shaft.
Luckily he was only severely shaken, climbing the ladder back to the surface unhurt, picking up his motorbike, and continuing on his way home.
He is lucky that he was unhurt, that is quite a fall. I suspect he had something of a soft landing though. Soft and smelly. I can only hope for Mr. Grossman that it was also a rainy night. Really rainy. Yuck……