I remember when I was younger, I was riding my bike on a trail and as I was pulling out of the camp ground there was a speed racer biker guy and he didn't see me and he ran into me on my side, and all I remember is seeing him coming at me really fast and then everything blacked out and I felt a very very gentle tap on my back, and then I woke up again and I was on the floor a few feet away from where I was initially at. I got up and only had a scrape on my knee and that's all. I wasn't wearing my helmet or anything.
As for the racer guy, he was on the ground unconscious and making some weird noise, and his eyebrow was cut and bleeding, and he was wearing a helmet. His bike was kinda messed up, and my bike was a few feet away from where I was and was in a completely different direction than that I was going. Weird stuff, it was my guardian angel held me in the air and laid me down on the ground softly. Was a really cool thing to think about afterwards.


