About 1984, We (Al & me) were headed out for a ride. It was summer & hot. We were still in town doing the stop & go thing, mostly 35mph through that part of town so I had my sunlasses on, 8) w/ my visor up on my new, color coordinated, full-face Aria to get some air into the unvented thing (until we got out of town and up to cruising speed). My buddy was up head and as we rolled up to the next stop, a bug flew into my helmet. He was now stopped and I rolled next to him and asked hey man do you see a bug on my liner?
He sez 'Holy S***, don't move!

You got the biggest bumblebee in the world in there w/ you man!
I asked where?!, Can I get my helmet off?
He sez, Hell NO, you will piss him off! Don't do anything!
About that time the bee was recovering from the impact into my side padding and starts to CRAWL ACROSS BOTH EYES! 1st left to right and then back across my right eye, (sort of confused?). By now Al chuckled, and I got both eyes closed as this DAM* BIG yellow & black BEE is dancing on my face, I start to reach up and he sez DON"T DO IT, JUST WAIT! YOU"LL PISS HIM OFF! WAIT!?!, I sez...So I do.
The bee walked around my forehead back across the L. eye and I am cussin and just waiting for this thing to sting me on the eyelid. By now Al was in stitches, wishing for his camera and laughing at the situation as I sit there on my GS, idleing, sometimes eyes shut, sometimes cross-eyed as the bug ran around.

Thankfully,we were not in traffic, the big ol' bee crawled off my eye on to my nose, got his bearings and flew out of my helmet. But I just knew my ride was done if he stung me and I would have to ride home w/ one eye swollen shut. I never rode w/ the visor all the way up after that.