He did collide with another vehicle.

He was driving his motorcycle. It was a warm evening.

I heard the phone ringing and ringing and ringing.

He did fly 75 feet. Things were distributed, like his visor, his helmet, and his shoes. He flew right out of his boots.

Your friendships are precious. Everything is precious and you don’t realize it until, in a heart beat, it can be gone. Your life is precious.