One of my more recent get offs involved the side of a Toyota. I'm tooling down the road on a Shadow 750 when a car pulls out in front of me from the on-coming lane. At this point time stops and my brain knocks on the back of my forehead and calmly says "Hey dude, guess what! You're screwed. You've got half a second before you smear the side of that car, good luck." Time resumes its proper flow and I eat the side of the car at about 45. I can still remember seeing my front tire contact the side of her car. I can still see my front forks compress and the drag bars buck forward and then recoil back to smack me in the chest. As I felt my ass comes out of the saddle I can hear the most immense BANG of my life. With the bang resounding through my head my thoughts are going wild. I'm thinking "This is gonna feel REAL bad," "This cannot be happening today," and "I hope I make it out of here alive, much less one piece." As I go flying through the air, the whole world goes blank, my mind goes blank, everything goes silent. I don't remember the impact with the ground, don't remember sliding/tumbling, don't remember anything until I opened my eyes, spread eagle in the middle of the intersection, looking up at the clear blue sky. Getting up was an interesting feat because rolling over wouldn't work, I just couldn't build up enough momentum to get up onto my side. Sitting straight up was the only thing that would work.
I hope this helps with you're looking for. I'm sorry for your loss, but he's probably carving corners as we speak.
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