Ironically, if my dear friend Merle had NOT been wearing a helmet, he would be alive today.
He went down trying to avoid another biker who crashed and he tucked and rolled and was perfectly fine and alive, almost to the soft shoulder of a pasture right there, until the oncoming van that exploded the other biker came to a stop right on top of him.
[she said she couldn’t stop sooner because her little dog was on the floor under her feet and she didn’t want to hurt him..and she was drunk]
The front rods under her van *just* touched Merle’s helmet...and snapped his neck.
Mere millimeters killed him because the van came to a stop over him and there was enough room for his skinny body to just pass under it.
Except for that big police issue helmet.
There are always exceptions.
I have NO sympathy for drunk drivers and especially those who kill others.
I passed a horrific accident on I-81 south of Syracuse one day where there was nothing left of a car cause some drunk female was driving the wrong way, northbound, in the southbound lane.
My brother’s m-i-l was killed by a drunk driver who did not have his headlights on at night and he got a slap on the wrist by the local magistrate.
I’m sorry to hear about your friend.