When i was riding in colorado out near cripple creek me and my crew chief where following a local on some twistys, we went up some elevation and it started raining, as we went up further it started snowing. On the way back down the snow turned to rain and i mean it was pouring its ass off, i noticed the rain hurting more than normal, it was pea sized hail.
Being the only guy on a naked bike i was soaked, luckily it stopped raining about 30 miles outside of colorado springs i was a freaking Popsicle. i was holding on to the coolant hoses and hugging the engine at stop lights. I was wearing a summer riding jacket (basically mess and armor) blue jeans and summer leather gloves with my basically tennis shoes