I'm pretty sure I haven't died. I was about 13 or 14 and I was outside riding my dirtbike. I remember riding up towards my house then waking up on the pourch with my dad screaming at me and my mom crying. When I realized what was going on, dad told me he found me on the ground unconscious. My dirtbike was laying on the ground beside a tree and the handle bars were bent, front plastic piece was broke, front tire was alittle bent, and the tree had alot of scrape's. I also hit the tree hard enough, it cracked my HJC helmet. So, obivisouly I blacked out and hit the tree. I remember it like it happened yesterday and I don't remember every riding all the way up my driveway and hitting a tree. But I honestly don't know if maybe I can't remember it or what. I never went to the hospital to find out what happened (Dumb move, I know).