When I t-boned the blue-hair in the Cadillac on Super Bowl Sunday 2001, I was panic braking from 40MPH. The witnesses said I "jumped up" off the seat right before impact. I made a conscience decision to hit him...figuring if I laid it down, I'd either get lodged under the car, or he'd just drive away and I'd be down in the middle of the road looking like a fool...
I didn't wear a helmet all the time in Hawaii. In retrospect...that wasn't a wise idea. I would never go without one now...