Life all too often comes down to our Choices.
I chose to ride my Yamaha 1100cc crotch rocket only during cool weather, in leathers and full-face helmet. Sliding down the road at around 150mph is survivable, with a little road rash, if properly kitted up. You can get up and stumble off, looking around to see if anyone you know was leaving work about that time, and had a good laugh.
Or, you could refuse to wear a sissy helmet while riding your mountain bicycle across a golf course with your wife, get distracted and let your front wheel snag her rear gear set, locking up both bikes and sending your 225pound ass somersaulting onto the pavement, where your head impacts at tremendous velocity, getting you a SubDural Hematoma and a LifeFlight ride that cost over $25k, a craniotomy and some cauterized veins, a very nice scar to show the neighbor kiddies why they need to use the bike helmets you bought them from your “vacation” at the beach, once you figured out where you shit last, and what your name is, and about a quarter million bucks of medical bills come rolling in.
I too was in the invincible bubble. Until I found out ain’t none of us invincible. Kids won’t protect themselves. Many times adults won’t either, but the adults are supposed to protect the kids. Please think about their fragile bodies. A helmet is cheap insurance.
Ask me how I know. Brain surgeon tells me I am in the 3% who survive my type of severe brain trauma. All I know is that my MRI shows me with 1/3 of my frontal cortex dead. It ain’t coming back to life, and neither will my short term memory or my missing sense of smell. At least my wife only had a leg bruise, and screamed loud enough to get a golfers attention, so he could call LifeFlight.
Hope I remembered to tell you that helmets are cheap
