Lookie Here

Yep. In certain situations time slows way down and you have enough time to think not just "Oh, sh*t!" but also "Yeah, this one's going to hurt."
It's almost better when you get blindsided - at least there isn't that awful anticipation...
I had my chain break and lock up the rear wheel going around "dead man's curve" , flew over the cliff and had a tree keep me from going all the way down. I remember thinking if I could just climb back up to the top of the hill to get back to the road before the cops found me, I'd be alright. Time was going in slow motion and everything was in black and white. Once I was at the top of the hill, I could see the red gas tank on my bike, time went back to normal and the pain kicked in. Road rash all along the left side of my body, broken collar bone and a couple of cracked ribs. That tree saved me from falling all the way down, but left it's mark on my body. The slow motion, black and white stage allowed me to climb up the hill without feeling any pain. That's been many years ago and I still feel pain where the tree and I came into contact, especially in the cold weather.
 
I had my chain break and lock up the rear wheel going around "dead man's curve" , flew over the cliff and had a tree keep me from going all the way down. I remember thinking if I could just climb back up to the top of the hill to get back to the road before the cops found me, I'd be alright. Time was going in slow motion and everything was in black and white. Once I was at the top of the hill, I could see the red gas tank on my bike, time went back to normal and the pain kicked in. Road rash all along the left side of my body, broken collar bone and a couple of cracked ribs. That tree saved me from falling all the way down, but left it's mark on my body. The slow motion, black and white stage allowed me to climb up the hill without feeling any pain. That's been many years ago and I still feel pain where the tree and I came into contact, especially in the cold weather.
Damn. Lucky that tree was there to save you. Was your bike all the way at the bottom of the hill?

I was in a near-fatal car crash in '89, driving back from a show in Philadelphia. Woke up in the hospital two days later - after things became a bit less foggy and I realized where I was, I asked the nurse, "Did they save my guitar?" She answered, "Well, they found part of it." She opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a splintered headstock.

Luckily I'd lent my own car to my Mom for a week when hers broke down. Driving the tiny Civic I had at the time, I would not have survived. Rented a full-size Chevy for the trip and also paid the extra $ for full collision insurance. Don't know exactly what prompted that; never did it before and haven't done it since. I'd also left my amp home and agreed to use the backline at the show. If there had been an amp in the back of that Chevy I would've been pulped.
 
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