‘Do you think you can move out of your suit?’
‘Let me try’
*Writhes in pain and agony*
‘Are you ok?’
‘Just cut me out of it’
Those are words no racer wants to say but must in order to save their real skin. With a quick exchange of industrial scissors later I was sitting upright in my gurney still dazed from the injection of pain meds they had given me. When I came to reality I realized my suit, along with my gear was either cut up or destroyed completely in my crash. Even though I could’ve shed a tear like the Native American in those early days commercial of his land being polluted I knew that gear very well saved my life.
This marks my suit’s 3rd crash, two low sides and a high side to its name, to which now I must retire it.
I debated with just stitching up the points where they cut me open but I feel as if the structural integrity of the suit is now compromised. Better to be safe than it is to be sorry.
During the crash the one thing I remember was flying face first into the gravel trap. I landed straight on the face shield of my AGV Corsa helmet and the aftermath hurts me to look at.
I love this helmet ad it pretty much saved my head from real trauma. This was my first crash in which my lid was compromised as a result – thank god I wore this.
The only thing I could salvage was the helmet eject system – which BTW I didn’t use. Fortunately enough aside from my broken collar bone my helmet really saved my noggin. I am now in search for another suit but am definitely going back to AGV for my helmet!
What did I learn? Crashing sucks and costly! But it is cheaper to replace gear than it is limbs!