My favorite "surprise" riding condition so far, was back in the spring. I was heading somewhere, and at a stoplight, I started hearing a steadily increasing tick-tick-tick-tick on top of my helmet. Soon realized I was getting pelted with dime-sized hail!!
Made for a slow, and interesting ride to where I was heading!
But, one of the few times that I got serious respect from the Harley guys at the bar.
It's not what you ride that matters. It's whether you have room on the seat for a set of brass balls!
Duke-