Oh! Man that is rough. Reminds me of the day my little brother finally learned his lesson. We're riding an old railbed and come across a blown down tree we have to go around. All good, no problem. Coming back through, it's dark and we're doing about 60 (XR600's). I tried to yell to him about the tree but he didnt hear me and didn't see it untill the last second. No chance to do squat but say it then do it. Fortunately, there was enough foliage left on the tree to toss him over the main trunk but he still ended up with a torn nostril, 8 stitches across the brow, a permanently damaged wrist, destroyed glasses and 6 stitches next to his eye.
Now he wears his helmet. Period. |