Sore, bruised and bummed!! Motorcycle gone!

In 1994 I was 18 and in the Navy, stationed near Memphis, TN, and I flirted with the idea of getting a bike. Then I came across a wreck that changed my mind. A guy on a crotch-rocket t-boned a Ford Probe and went flying. There were pieces of the bike everywhere, and the Probe was off on the side of the road, mangled. I drove past just as the guy's buddy was pulling a jacket up over his friend's head. There was a pool of blood under him too. That scene has haunted me ever since.