Exile On Beale Street: A guy had a motorcycle accident right in front of my house. I watched him until the ambulance took him away. He never moved. Still don't know, but I was like "Yeah, that guy's dead."

I watched a guy go flying off (over the handlebars) of a snowmobile when I was a teenager. He hit a pressure crack at probably 80+mph on the frozen lake in front of our house. No helmet. Rear end kicked up, popped him right over the front and he ran himself over. Somehow it came to rest right on top of him. My neighbor and I ran out and rolled the machine off of him after we called 911. He was alive and talking, but clearly couldn't move anything. It was a long 15 minutes before the ambulance got there. He had rented the snowmobile. His 5 or 6 friends showed up 10 minutes later. He had decided to open it up and "see what it can do" because the lake is so "flat", until it's not. Those pressure cracks are invisible against a gray sky in a light flurry. And they show up in different places every year. They make the perfect vert ramp too. But goddamn are snowmobiles fun. I wish we still got snow. Hard to justify $15,000 for a couple weekends a year.