Yesterday I watched a kid from a bodyshop down the street take an unlicensed scooter/moped/something for a ride down the street and back wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and no helmet. He was doing a pretty good speed when he passed in front of me, then it all went bad. The bike did a couple of flops side-to-side and he did a cartwheel before scraping to a stop. I started walking over to see if he was OK but he jumped up, ran to the bike, hopped on, and rode off back to his shop. I think he might have noticed a missing leg, but he had to have a few bruises and road rashes. After a crash you're so pumped with adrenaline all common sense usually disappears. On my worst get-off I thought I was OK but my collarbone, presumably cracked, let go when I tried to pick the bike up. I had to sit down then, and pretty soon I noticed the sizeable area where I used to have skin. I have a big lump in my collarbone to remind me to sit down and relax after an exciting event like that, adrenaline numbs pain for a few seconds and you have to wait a while before you can feel the hurt bits.
