. I was dirtbiking with a few friends on his property, which is perfect. Almost. 350 acres of woods and fields, and good paths. Any ways. We were about a quarter mile from his ranch house when it all happened. I hit one of the home-made dirt-pits, after a few spins, I flew out of the pit at close to 30 MPH 
, hit the middle of a tree and fell close to 50 feet to the ground, 
breaking/shatteringhalf my left side , and giving me a cuncusion. Most of my body is being held together with titanium plates and rods. 
The moral of this story is still unknown to me, other than not to trust cheap @$$ peices of japanese-Scrap.
