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&lt;p&gt;On a&amp;nbsp;warm April evening&amp;nbsp;after midnight&amp;nbsp;a nice spring ride came to a hault when a few harleys riding in the dark,&amp;nbsp;going around the corner to go to the top of Mt Unconnuneck ended when the driver of the bike&amp;nbsp;I was riding on the back of&amp;nbsp;slid &amp;amp; fell off the&amp;nbsp;bike. It&amp;nbsp;had a suicide throttle which means the speed kept&amp;nbsp;picking up as I stayed on the bike [ like stepping on a gas peddle &amp;amp; it sticks &amp;amp; doesn&amp;#39;t let&amp;nbsp;up]&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;It fell to the ground on my&amp;nbsp;left side, crushing my body beneath it, breaking my left leg and ankle in alot of places, picked up more speed , flipped &amp;amp; fell&amp;nbsp;on my right side ripping my ankle almost completely off,&amp;nbsp; then still continued to pick up speed because the throttle was full force &amp;amp; did a summersault type of thing throwing me over 100 ft into the air over a brick wall hitting a tree head on ripping my head open unbelivably hard....and then everything &amp;nbsp;faded to black..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The next thing&amp;nbsp;I remember is I&amp;#39;m laying face down drowning, trying to figure out what happened &amp;amp; why I&amp;#39;m drowning &amp;amp; in alot of pain. It&amp;#39;s like when you wake up in the middle of the night &amp;amp; you&amp;#39;re not fully awake &amp;amp; you want to grab the blankets because you know you&amp;#39;re cold but you don&amp;#39;t have the stregnth to because you&amp;#39;re not awake enough..anyways, I&amp;#39;m drowning &amp;amp; starting to&amp;nbsp;panic because&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;#39;t know where&amp;nbsp;I am &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;#39;t breathe.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I take my first breath &amp;amp; swallow &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;feel my teeth going down my throat &amp;amp; the taste of blood in my mouth but still I can&amp;#39;t breath..&amp;quot; I&amp;#39;m hurt bad&amp;nbsp;I think to myself &amp;quot; finally what seemed like long minutes of drowning I just barely got the stregnth &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;moved my head to the side to get a crack of air, not even an inch of air from my mouth&amp;nbsp;I would say was coming in, at least it was air ...a dragging..low..hhhhhaaaa..whisper of a sound to breathe was coming from my mouth..I would fade in &amp;amp; out &amp;amp; could hear the leaves making noise from the sounds of frantic people around me. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I couldn&amp;#39;t see, blood was everywhere ,&amp;nbsp;I was laying in swampy wet leaves &amp;amp; my right eyelid was hanging &amp;amp; my eyes were shut,&amp;nbsp;I was paralyzed,&amp;nbsp;I couldn&amp;#39;t move anything,&amp;nbsp;I had broken my neck.They were in the dark with flashlights looking for me &amp;amp; I couldn&amp;#39;t talk or move a muscle.&amp;nbsp;I wanted to scream here&amp;nbsp;I am over here but not a peep out of my lifeless body came out I had broken my jaw in several places,&amp;nbsp;my nose, and I was in shock..&amp;quot;this ones a gonner&amp;quot; I remember hearing a voice say. They thought&amp;nbsp;that I &amp;nbsp;was dead...in &amp;amp; out of consiousness....loss of pints of blood...that was the first time&amp;nbsp;that I&amp;nbsp;received cpr, my first cardiac arrest..I remember hearing voices, rushing ,not a calming sound&amp;nbsp;to be heard heightening my fear..&amp;nbsp;then they got a pulse,,,a man&amp;nbsp;I couldn&amp;#39;t see&amp;nbsp;started to talk sweet to me&amp;nbsp;with gentle words,&amp;nbsp;while others were cutting my clothes off with scissors.,waiting to transfer me to a board &amp;amp; load me into the ambulance....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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