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Me & my dad used to race every weekend, we did it for 10 years. Every now and then we'd take it in turns to break bones as you do. Then one race meeting my dad ends up clacking a post and his hand swells like a balloon...it's evident he's broken it. So what do I do...my next race I go out and hit a post too...thought ouch that hurt but finished the race. Had a lot of numbness but my hand was not swollen.
So we are both sitting in A&E later that evening waiting for the X-ray results (I'm not expecting mine to be broken) and the doc comes out, points to my dad and says "your hand is broken" then points to me and says "and your hand is very broken!" Couldn't believe it. My right hand, his left. Had to laugh about it, even at the time.
The Shop
Not a good day, this was my third mode of medical transport after breaking tib and fib in to pieces.
First 1/4 mile from the track in a 4x4, had to sit up on the stretcher to hold the foot in place and stop it flopping left and right over the bumps with a sickening feel of bones clonking around inside like a bunch of broom handles.
Transferred to a local ambulance ready for the road trip, I got checked over by an air ambulance Doctor that happened to have been called for another incident requiring urgent plastic surgery. Same race, completely unrelated, bits missing!
After bleeding over the inside of their brand new ambulance ( first call) it was decided for risk of clots and compartment syndrome I should go to the same hospital planed for the plastic surgery. Can remember during the short stretcher trolley ride to the helicopter, the caster wheels went straight through a crust fresh cow pat pissing off the road crew who had to clean it all up for nothing.
Helicopter door open, in I go, only to see my mate looking a bit battered, hand wrapped in a red football sized bandage.
We both got looked after well, l got out of hospital with screws and an IM nail a few days later, bit quicker than my mate, but got a weird skin issue afterwards that caused 1/2” daily skin blistering for almost 9 months.
Same hospital, a few months later was at the centre of the UK novichok poisonings.
Foot peg in the back, Big Red Motocross in Oklahoma City, 1973 or 74 can't remember, I was 17 or 18. We piled up big time going into turn two as I recall. It might have been turn one, its been a long time. I got ran over so many times I multipal tire tracks up the back of my CZ Jersey I was so prowd of. Those tire tracks would not wash out and my buddies would always give me crap at the track, it was the only Jersey I had back then. I can't remember what happened to it but it had race track of knobby tire tracks. I'm pretty sure somebody grabbed a gear in the middle of my back.
Still have the scar on back from that foot peg. Got hit in the head too. All I remember is I woke up in the bed of somebodys pickup Once I could walk a guy told me he rode my CZ to my truck for me. I had to wait for my my racing buddy to finish the last moto of his 125 class and he took me to the Emergency room. Lot of good that did they wanted insurance information and I was scared to call my mother for fear should make me quit racing. We went to a drug store and bought some bandages and my buddy pored a bottle of Alcohol on my back and we headed the 90 miles from Oklahoma City back to Ada, Ok. where we lived. We drank beer and burned one on the way back , it quit hurting after about 30 min. down the road.
Its a wonder how we lived through those days....................but sure was fun.
Cliff jump (taken 12 years later by fellow Vital dude CarlinoJoeVideo) visiting the jump for first time since the crash:
The aftermath:
You, sir, are an evil genius.
Hit the step-up double for like the 1,000th time and this time the rear wheel kicked out way sideways cause the lip was a mess. I tried to monster truck it out. Landed/cased and the bike rebounded and swapped out the other way... this time the bike landed at the very bottom of the landing and highsided me into the face of the next jump.
Woke up in a Riverside hospital. Spent 3 days there with a punctured lung, broken collarbone and 3 cracked ribs. Really enjoyed the nurse who came in to ask me questions and when she asked me a religious question, and found out I'm not religious, then proceeded to start guilt tripping me and proselytizing. Unprofessional bitch.
My Tech 10's had been stolen from the side of the track also, as they were removed prior to loading me into the ambulance. Just to add insult to injury.
Good times.
4 years ago
Luckily someone my worst crash ever!
Nice trip in fhe ambulance, 1 night in the hospital and there i've met my ex girlfriend (was 15yo at the time)
Nothing broken.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XhvprwI6muA&feature=share
I completely brain farted and pinned it over the finish line jump. From what I remember I overshot it (cleared the landing by a good 10 feet or so), my hand blew off the bars, I did an epic tank-slapper then got thrown off directly onto my head.
My next memory is being in an ambulance driven down a bumpy road. I get to the hospital and the doctors are saying they will have to transfer me to another hospital because of the brain trauma. Im in my boxers and freezing, when a nurse asks why im wet someone mentions I urinated on myself while unconscious. I then throw up on a nurse a few times and they decide a catheter is necessary. To make it worse the nurse keeps setting her tray on my recently catheterized penis. After she does this a few times I not so politely tell her to stop resting her stuff on me. Up next is a helicopter ride, which sounds like it would be fun, but when youre strapped down to where you cant move at all and you feel sick, it isnt.
About 25 minutes after we land at Parkland hospital, 2 or 3 CT scans later they decide they dont need to do surgery and will let the blood drain naturally. Im now in my ICU room and they tell me I need a bath. 4 cute nurses start bathing me, it seems like it is straight out of a porn, except for the fact that I have a catheter in me and im not sure how my junk works with a tube in it, I proceed as a gentleman and wash my own balls.
A nurse takes the catheter out, I go to my bucket and start peeing. Then the strangest thing ever happened, I heard a fart like noise, but I was absolutely certain it wasnt a fart. I go to pee some more and I hear it again, I was queffing out of my penis, for sure, the weirdest thing to ever happen to me.
Pit Row
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