Member Rara Avis
The trick is to ride so fast that trouble can't catch up to you!
Then I must be doing it right, because I've had exactly one fender-bender in two decades. Just drove the bike away from the dealership and (of course) wanted to see what she had. When the next traffic light turned green, I punched it and I think I was doing 60 before I cleared the intersection. As luck would have it, 150 feet away, the rail guards on a train crossing began to descend. No way could I stop in time. I could have dumped the bike, but figured my slide would end just about where the train wanted to be. So I went through the guard rail, snapping it and painting a nasty white streak across the front of the bike. Needless to say, I beat the train.
I've had two other cars, besides the Miata, that I've really enjoyed. One was a bright orange 1972 Opal GT with some serious engine mods. It only had two speeds: blindingly fast or sitting in the garage waiting on parts. My best car, though, was the first "real" one I owned (besides the teenage clunkers), and I suspect LR can relate. Metallic copper 1967 Mustang, 3-speed, 386 cobra-jet, the only vehicle that almost literally became an extension of my body. I doubt the world has ever created a better automobile. Three days after I made the last payment on the Mustang, it was sitting in front of my house and an LTD came barreling around the corner and tried real hard to crawl into the trunk. It didn't fit…