Still got my old set of swans someone donated to me 35 years ago. Can't believe what I wore back then and lived through the crash. Went over the bars on an exit ramp and came down on the back of my head. Open face helmet didn't fit so it slammed over my face and drove the "cool" sunglasses I was wearing into my cheeks. The stylin gloves I had on tore apart as did my right hand. Then the bike stomped on my ever so hip cowboy boot and crushed my ankle. But man I looked good till that point. Armored from head to toe now. Rather look like a power ranger than hamburger any day. Pain killer and Mateus for the next few weeks. Ahh the memories.