My dad was 62 years old and got a piece of steel in his front wheel riding to work on his bicycle. Landed on his chin, broke it, lost some teeth, it was pretty massive. Anyway he got up, and took his bicycle to work by tramway, walks in and says I think I need help - in that time he could see only little bit from one eye because he swollen so bad. Tough old bird
I told him other old farts get run over by a car and he almost kills himself on a bicycle, in his age. They put him back together and he still rides bicycle, 82 years old now.
That must have been one hell of a bicycle crash! I fell off a racing bicycle (no helmets back then) and took the skin off my chin and the tip of my nose, not to mention my knees, elbows and the palms of my hands, I was picking little stones out of my skin for years. Luckily I didn't break anything, except my desire to ride bicycles, they really are horrible dangerous things.....