I was blissfully cruising down hi-way 4 when a car passed me, then slowed and came to a complete stop in front of me. A man got out of the car, walked back and told me that I was dragging the Honda behind me. I pulled over and walked around Serenity. The Honda was laying on the pavement anchored by the lock cable to the carrier. I had been grinding it into the pavement for a couple of miles. I felt gut punched. A once beautiful bike is now a parts bike.