It hasn't happened yet, but came REALLLY close to throwing up in my helmet the other day And, NO, it wasn't beside the bed after a hard night! I was at the head at the lights and waiting for an enjoyable run down wakehurst parkway and would't you know it. The most vile smelling garbage truck pulled out from the side street and started its slow journey in front of me. Smells a bit, but no worries, I'll overtake pretty quickly and move on. The motorbike gods were against me and EVERY time I thought to go, more cars coming etc etc. I pulled back hoping the smell would dissapate, but still no good!! The stench was unbearable and I was starting to dry reach inside my helmet. Finally a break, and away I went, pass this vile smelling, sack of sh#t and the clear air bought me back to my senses. Now when I see a garbage truck, ANYWHERE, it is full throttle to get past Has anyone had similar experiences or actually thrown up in their helmet and what happened?????????