On my commute home;
About $50.00 in change, mostly quarters and dimes.
I came around a corner and hit it, almost went down. It was like hitting a patch of ice.
I turned around, grabbed a few fistfuls and kept riding.
Next day it was all gone.

One night in the middle of Topanga Canyon;
A Toyota (or something like it), sitting on it's roof on the road shoulder.
Passenger and driver both inside, OK and hanging by the belts, smoking a dube.