Qis, I see you’ve tried to explain why you thought of this, but I can only ask WHY?
Are you planning on jumping a car the next time you decide your bored or something?
My own stupid fault, which makes it worse. I was on my bicycle, heading through a parking lot across the back alley from my house. The parking lot opens onto the alley and is edged on the side by a six-foot fence, making visibility into the alley nil. One day, I was barrelling through the parking lot at far too fast a speed. The two seconds’ worth of thought processes that ensued were: “I hear a car. It’s coming down the alley. Toward me. It’s going to get to the parking lot at exactly the same time I’m going to get to the alley. I’m going too fast to slow down or steer clear. It’s going to hit me. Oh shit.” <pause> <WHAM> <fly through air>
May none of you ever have to undergo such a feeling of impending doom.
Luckily, the car was only going at back-alley speeds. I was thrown about a metre farther than my bike. All I got was lacerations to the palms of my hands and one elbow,
a big bill to fix the bike (total tuneup, rear wheel and front tire replaced, frame straightened - expensive bike, so a fair bit cheaper to fix than replace) and a new pair of jeans (they make decent body armour - single use). The car was okay, of course. I was wearing my helmet, but my head didn’t hit anything. If the vehicle had been going much faster than 15 km/h, I’d have been in serious traction. I have become a much safer cyclist since this happened; the only major accident I’ve had since involved a disagreement with a nasty piece of washboard. Don’t mess with washboard, man.
And don’t get hit by a car. It hurts.
I’ve just had the image of Qis standing in front of a car, like a rabbit caught in the headlights, and I’m sure you all know what happens to them…
The same thing that happened to the rabbit that ran out into the path of a stock car at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway a few years ago on national TV?
The animal was reduced to a red spray in the wake of the car. The TV announcers were amazed the car didn’t lose control, and they replayed the red spray several times in slow motion, just like proper rednecks ought to.
Now, as for the OP, I don’t think it really matters what you do in preparation to receive the impact. The only difference is how you are going to suffer - do you want to be bruised and lacerated and possibly cut in two peices by the windshield and roof, or do you want to have your hips shattered and your legs broken and be dragged along the asphalt for a hundred feet or so till the car comes to a stop?
I obviously missed that rabbit incident, but replaying it lots of times? what’s wrong with those people, do they have strange morbid outlooks or something?
ah, now I see, you said rednecks, that could possibly explain it, not very well, but it starts to…