This happened in summer of '99. Was riding with the guys on an evil section of twisty road. (36, off of 16 for those who live in San Antonio or are familiar w/it) This is the type of road that when the yellow sign with the "curve" arrow says 25 mph, it MEANS 25 mph. Unlike most "suggested speed" signs, these don't lie.
Anyway, we had a newbie with us. Big boy riding a brand new 2000 Daytona 955i. Sweet bike. I was riding last, because I was unfamiliar w/the road and didn't want to cause a pile-up, should I wreck.
The newbie on the Daytona was right in front of me. The pack of about 12 bikes was doing about 40 thru those 25mph turns. A bit quick for me, since I'd never ridden the road before, but I was comfortable. I felt like I was riding at about 8/10s. You know, slightly stressed, but not maxed. Well, after a few close calls with the yellow line in the middle of the road, the newbie went the other way and went wide on a tight left-hander. The shoulder isn't a shoulder on the road. It's trees and rocks. From what I remember, he slid sideways into the rocks, and his front wheel kinda ran into a little ditch. He highsided and went end over end right in front of me. I missed running him over by about 1/2 inch. Of course, I would've highsided had I hit him and we would've had much more fun that day. The other guys didn't notice what happened and were quickly gone.
After I got past him, I stopped and turned around. His bike was in pieces in he was lying face down in the middle of road, not moving. I rode up to him. I parked on the "shoulder" and slammed the kickstand down while simultaneously jumping off the bike. As I hopped off,the bike started going down. Like an idiot I shoved both arms under the side to cushion the fall. Somehow I managed to lower it slowly. I tried lifting, instead of lowering, but that wasn't gonna work because of the angle my arms were at. Bottom line: gravel scratches on the bottom "curve" of the lower fairing where the fairing curves out to go around the left-hand engine cover. That's it. It didn't look too bad after I washed it. So I left it for a few months. Then I purchased some spray paint that LOOKED like the right color to match the grayish decal that had been scratched off. I taped up the surrounding area to protect from over spray. Sprayed the damaged area and let it dry. Now it looks 10 times worse than it did before.
Darn. LOLOLOL. The moral of the story is: dont' be in a rush when putting the kick stand down, and always leave the bike in gear when parking.
"Do you know how fast you were going, son?" "Gee officer, if I guess right, can I go home?"