Last Saturday at Good Ole White Rock Lake I wiped out my Baron.   It happened 5 minutes into my ride.  I was leaving the Bathhouse area heading south.  There is a slight down hill that is enough of a kicker to get upto around 28MPH.  The road travel’s along the lake until it approaches one of the “Play Chicken” gates.  I passed the gate around 24MPH and began to crank it back up to keep the roadies in my dust.  Next the road does a hard left turn around a building and heads away from the lake.   I was cutting a groove on that turn going 26mph when I noticed that three walkers where shoulder to shoulder across the middle of the road.  Being in a tight turn I didn’t want to try and pass on the outside because I was worried about ditching the bike.  And I couldn’t see if there was any on-coming cars to for it to be safe to pass on the inside.  So I slammed on the brakes.  When the back wheel spun out from under me and I was dumped on to the pavement,  My first thought was concern over what I remembered from Gregs crash and  his (twice) ugly hamburger hiney.   Instinctively I jammed my palms and shoes down and I slid on my back.  The scrapes where minimal.  A silver dollar sized hole wore on one side of my behind that gave me some road rash there.  The other side didn’t get a hole, but I had a carpet burn transferred through the material of my shorts.   I received two gouges on my back, but the upper mesh section of my over-all bibs saved my back from any damage.  You can see the white mesh in the photos.  I went on to complete four 9 miles laps.  I think having the energy of the crash spread out along the length of  my body is what saved me from serious road rash.  Where Greg landed hard on one spot.  
 
My bike had almost no damage.  My carbon seat is now scraped up a little but its only cosmetic.
 
Terry

whew!  Glad you madeit through ok, and of course, that the bike is unharmed as well!