Stop in for a cup of coffee

Growing up I had mini-bikes, dirt bikes, and a few dirt bikes. One night a drunk pulled in front of me and I hit him at 40mph. It was a cold night so I was wearing a helmet. I had about two seconds to react and did. Pushed off the foot pegs and over the car. I walked away without a scratch. I went over the car landed on my feet and fell back on my butt. Smacked my head on the street, lucky I had the helmet on. Wreck ripped the front fork off my Kawasaki 900. I tried to ride again, but it wasn't fun. I figured with that close call I shouldn't push it.