My roomate and I were out riding his CR250R with some other friends. We were out in the middle of a rock crorey. We had been jumping a little double all day and it was fun but nothing that exciting. Well, my genius roomate wants to jump it going the other way. Well, he did, got more air and then when he landed he couldn't stop or turn in time and went off a 30ft cliff and landed in a small lake. Needless to say the bike sunk to the bottom of it and we then spent the rest of the day fishing it out. Took us 7 hours to retrieve it. It sunk about 25 ft down. I was the only one that could hold my breath long enough to get down there and by the time I got there, my ears felt like they were going to explode. It was some funny shit. I'll never forget this for sure. We're gonna drain all the fluids, take the carb and pipe off get all the water out and it should be fine. Nobody got hurt and that was the important part. But what a memory.