A music friend of mine has an original 1950's white falcon. We were at a blues jam one day and I was feeling good and really hot dogging it. He gets up on stage for his turn with his white falcon, hundred degree heat with a shirt and tie and motorcycle jacket on, and closes his set by doing a front flip off the stage. Stole the show from right underneath me, landed a massively risky move with a valuable collectible in his hands. That will stick with me forever.