We were on some deserted back roads, when we got to a tight bend. We were both going quite fast, OK, too fast, when his bike just slid out from under him. It was all I could do not to hit him or his bike, and I ended up literally in a corn field.
So here comes the argument maker. He jumps up, and checks his bike out, then notices his knee and elbow are scrapped pretty good. When I get out of the corn he is laughing at me, because he saw my face and could tell I was scared to death. I asked him if he was OK, and he said yea, but I will need a band aid. I again asked are you sure you are ok, and he said “Yea I am fine why?” With that I told him to take off his helmet and take a look.
It had a flat spot in it that looked like someone hit it with a 4X4. So I don’t care what anyone says, that damn $40.00 helmet most likely kept him from being in the hospital instead of just needing a couple of band aids and some Neosporin.
We checked out the bike, and re-adjusted the brake levers, pulled off the broke mirror, and headed to the LBS to get a replacement helmet.
Now the cool part. The LBS took the old helmet, and exchanged it with a new one, no charge. The sales clerk said he was going to put it on display.