Grusome!
The head is such a fragile thing. The pavement always wins.
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Unless you wear a goddamn fucking helmet.
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if you are going 105 mph, as I was recently, just before getting busted for speeding, a full racing suit and helmet will help some if the world goes badly south, but there is a reason you sign your life away by wavers if you go on the racetrack. If your particular shit hits the fan, it is not their fault. The Statey bawled me out about how dangerous the road was, and how there had been a crash the previous day. I didn't tell him, "Yeah, the danger is why we like it so much. It's a rush taking this exit at 100 mph." He was pissed enough.