I liked Roger Miller a lot and liked his songs too.  Sometime in the mid to late 1960's my mother was on her way to work in Nashville and Roger Miller was on a motorcycle.  He ran a red light and my mother hit him.  He got a ticket for running the light and broke his leg.  Of course he never harbored any hard feelings toweard my mother for hitting him as it was his fault.  I was very young and that is all I can say on this matter.