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Looking back, the fatal mistake was not tightening the chin strap properly. I was told later that my bloody helmet was found a little past the accident.
Yikes So the impact tore the helmet off your head, and your head got run over by a car? yeah I think you're a cat with nine lives. Glad you're still with us.
That's exactly what happened. I was wearing a half helmet anyways, so I was pretty much fucked already. When I saw her come thru the stop sign, I had exactly enough time to say "oh shit" and throw my right arm in front of my face. They dug 8 of my teeth out of my arm. She was driving a Pathfinder SUV which was tall enough that I somehow went under it and she drove over my head. I still vividly remember laying in the road for close to a half hour spitting blood so I wouldn't drown and thinking about my kids. I had my jaw wired shut for 6 months and learned with missing teeth, you can put a straw thru and suck Thanksgiving dinner out of a blender. Damn that. MF shot me in the back of the head with a .38 and that's been a whole new world of fun..