See. if you're properly geared-up, skin is not sacrificed.

I've not lost a bit of it to 'incidents', only bone integrity in over a dozen places. Meh. You've gotta enjoy life is the way I look at it.

In my case, in fact, no cars were involved, only a logging truck diesel fuel spill.

BTW, while clever, you're contradicting yourself with "only the most prescient riders such as myself" and "I Don't Ride A Motorcycle..."

And no, I don't ride any longer, but I certainly have considered it countless times. I know this body, regardless of how much armor I don, cannot withstand much more damage, so the risk/reward equation is rather skewed at this point in time.

Last time I went through D/FW, last May, I set off the metal detector, as expected, because I'm high in titanium content.

So, scanner. They still can't figure it out.

I get a pat-down. Based on how it's done, I can tell it's my right hip which has them flummoxed.

Granted, my pelvis looks like an erector set on-screen, but still...can we please not hire idiots?

Think of it as humour.

:-)

I lapse into English spelling on occasion, when I've been reading quite a bit of it.

Anyone who thinks they've encountered severe torque steer should drive a 1991 Dodge Spirit R/T at some point.

Pre-1979 VW Rabbits weren't immune, even with paltry power. #oppositelock

I have a W124, and my wife, when I met her, had an '81 W123 240D.

It was the utmost in German engineering, and the car was pretty much un-killable.

I tried...I gave up.

My W124 has an ill transmission, has had wiring harness problems, and has flakyness here and there.

If anything, I think the W126 is more deserving. Had one of those two. Amazingly tank-like machine, and the only vehicle I've driven which I described as "regal" in the way it drove. I wasn't exaggerating.

Too bad we can't equip it with a giant tennis racquet (Google Chrome spell checker...YOU SUCK) to just knock crap into a gonna crash soon, orbit.

Tangent: It irks me when spell checking software tells you a word is wrong, and it isn't.

Quite true.

There is a randomness to the world, IMO, so even if you think you've planned for 100% of the outcomes, it can't really be done.

I've always argued that if everyone jumped off a 100 story building, not piling up at the bottom, given the population of the planet, one of those people would live. A statistical outlier? You bet!

The French PRV in DeLorean's wonder machine.

There are worse, but this is one of 'em. 130 HP/153 lb. ft.

On Amazon, I've been watching the G27 for a few months, and I've seen it get close to $200, but I didn't pull the trigger. It's around $230 most times.
Avoiding funky used car smell merely requires a good nose, my wife has one, and careful shopping.

You need time/patience, too.

Funny you posted this, 'cause I saw a GT-R in motion for the first time on the freeway, yesterday.

Man, that sucker is large. #oppositelock

The G27 comes highly rated.

Unfortunately, my now rather dated Momo force doesn't work with the PS3.

So it goes. It's still good for Richard Burns Racing, which is damned difficult. #oppositelock

Nah.

It helps if there are zip-ties holding certain things on/in place, and there is body damage, however. #oppositelock

Would he have lived? Probably.

Would he be injured? Most certainly.

Did the HANS device aid in preventing injury? I'm 99.9998% certain it was.

This was a fender-bender compared to some WRC 'incidents'.

In fact, had this been WRC, the co-driver likely would have asked, "will it start?"

You can't ever plan for how bad an accident you're going to have on a certain day. That's why (wise) motorcyclists use the term ATGATT - All The Gear, All The Time. Sure, you may be just popping down to the store, but how could you expect that girl on her cellphone to run a redlight and T-bone you?

Exactly

Why are you not yet H-clicked. Rectified.

I'd occasionally catch flack from those who didn't gear up to go just down the street for gas/food/whatever.

I cannot see the future, ergo, I plan for the unexpected.

At least it sounds like he didn't break anything which will inhibit movement or reduce strength.

That gets old, initially, finding out you can't do things the way you used to because this arm doesn't bend that far anymore...oh, I can't do that with this leg, now...et cetera.

Eventually, you learn new ways and forget the old ones, but it takes a while. I've been pissed off, at myself, a few times because of it.

Tell him to resist sneezing for the next few months. I've not broken ribs, remarkably, but I hear sneezing is really painful.

I see these being really inexpensive, used, in about two years.

Rattle-can the Red Bull logo crap, and you're done.

For the new price, though, I'd shop for a late-80's Williams pinball machine.

4th gear.

I saw a "Mini" last night which was anything but. It was taller than a previous-gen E-class Mercedes, appeared just as wide, too.

That's like calling Roseanne Barr "attractive".

No. Just, no.

5th gear.

The world has too many people with money who lack the most basic of common sense.

Meh, whatever.

Not purchasing new cars removes this from my shopping equation.

At the same time, nothing is going to smell like the interior of a '66 Imperial with all that leather and real wood on the dash. Imperial purchased a small forest, I think, so they had enough.