Mine (I bet there are a few of you on the edge of your seat now?) was at Ceuse about 5 years ago.
No twat even stopped to see if I was OK Slight dint in the helmet and a couple of scratches.
Next up, a fun time out on the snowboard at lunchtime turns into a drunken crash at around 35mph, concussion, a bloodied nose, and some knee damage.Lesson 1: Don't drink and rideEspecially because it suddenly makes your reactions really crappy when you decide to tackle a fun red run that you have done loads of times before, 3 jagatees, a beer or two, a huge mogul mid-turn, and a horrible crash later, I woke up with a really painful knee, a massive headache, a tweaked ankle on the other leg and some nice huge lumps of blood in my nose, (apparently I was out for a few minutes).I've crashed/injured myself plenty of times on bikes and boards doing silly things, but as I was crashing this time I had one of those horrible moments, you know the ones.....where you think this isn't just going to hurt, this is going to really fuck me up.Anyway it pretty much put an end to my snowboarding holiday, and left me unable to ride a bike or work-out without pain for a good 2-3 months.By far and away the most painful/life altering incident I was ever involved in though was the time I was passenger in a car crash.I was in my friends toyota yaris, on our way to the cinema, and a people carrier driver decided to overtake a traffic island mid-corner whilst adjusting his radio, my friend was speeding by about 15-20mph, so i'm guessing he was close to 60mph, the other guy was doing 30-40mph, but judging by all accounts there was no way we would have stopped in time anyway, it was so sudden, we hit the guy head on, I was knocked unconscious on impact, but from what witnesses have said we went about 15-20 ft up and about 40ft through the air, off of the main road and landing in a side road onto someones garden wall right outside their front door.When we landed, the first point of contact with the garden wall was the passenger door, which went straight into my leg in a delightful v-shape shattering my femur into about 4 pieces, and turning a small part of it to dust. When I woke up, I didn't realize what had happened at first, all I knew was that I couldn't breathe, I was covered in blood and glass, upside down and I thought this was it, i'm going now, I desperately fought to try and get my lungs to work, all of a sudden air! finally. Now I could breathe, I looked around and tried to figure out what happened, my friend was folded over like a doll wedged in between the broken drivers seat and the door, something liquid like was pouring onto me rapidly, I realised after a few seconds it was his blood draining out all over me from his head and face. In my head I yelled are you ok? my body took a few seconds to respond to my brains command, I got no response, I assumed the worse, but my brain was so fuzzy I couldn't quite take everything in properly, it just didn't seem real. The fire-brigade, ambulances, police, and god knows how many onlookers had turned up, they started to cut us out and my friend was taken away first, they were shouting stuff about blood transfusions, neck braces, possible brain damage, and him not being conscious.The next 3 days were a blur of concussion, medication and haziness from the 3 operations I had to have and the amount of anaesthetic that must have been in my system, when I was finally a bit more coherent, I figured out the total injury tally:Multiple fractures to my femur Internal bleeding where the bone had damaged muscle tissueSeveral fractured ribsHeavy concussion, (which left a couple of nice little bumps on my head for a long time!)Lots of bruising, and minor lacerationsCrush injuries to my right lower leg, which then resulted in compartment syndrome and them having to de-compress it twice, I then needed a massive skin-graft to repair the damaged skin.Heavy concussionand a few other minor bits I am no doubt leaving out.The whole incident left me unable to walk normally for nearly 2 years, and unable to walk without immense pain for 3-4 years, I also now have to wear special innersoles to walk comfortably for any kind of distance outside the house, now and again I still get burst of pain from the scar tissue in the muscle areas, usually from cold weather, or doing an exercise I haven't done for a while.A small price to pay for still being on this earth though, and i'm glad I am, it could have been a lot worse.My friend made a full recovery (after a few years of plastic surgery), and no one was killed in the accident thankfully.
When I was in this car (as a passenger).
holy fuckin shit...I know this thread had a climbin bias... and my teener experience got much interest.. BUTthat shit is the result of what I do for a living...You are the lord of this thread, and I have learnt from this... a lot.brave post dude.thank you.