OK fine, story time.
When the bird hit me in 2012, I was on a road trip in Missouri and wearing full leathers, Neotec, road race gloves and boots. Not a scratch but tweaked my knee and ankle, took a bit but no big deal.
When I ruined the Arai, it was 2011 and I was on the way home from softball. Helmet, gloves, shorts and a tank top. DR650 had a flat front which felt funny but I thought I could make it home. When I put on the brakes approaching/entering a corner, it put all the weight on the front tire, which collapsed. Aluminum rims have poor traction and down I went. Luckily there was a guy behind me in a pickup with a ramp and tie downs and a cute daughter (who was unimpressed, other than of my luck in them being there).
They hauled me the half mile home, where my luck continued. My buddy was there and was adjusting the valves that Thursday night on my C10, in preparation for a big solo trip I was taking the next Friday. Buddy helped me unload, GF took me to the hospital to get all the gravel picked out and scrubbed (not as much fun as it sounds). Left 8 days later on a 6500 mile solo trip from Peoria to the Seattle area (much stuff in between), Olympic peninsula to the farthest northwest corner of the US. Then down 101/US1 to LA, then home. 11.5 days, much fun was had. Not fun was removing all the bandages and showering every night, then applying Neosporin and new bandages. Other than that, incredible adventure including a 1000 mile + day from Barstow CA to Fort Morgan CO, mostly slab. What a ride, the scenery between those 2 places doesn't really suck. 105F going through Vegas, but the scenery going through Utah made up for it. I had never seen Utah in person and because of what I saw, I have been back 2x and seen most of the national parks and monuments, I highly recommend all of them.
And that's how my Arai got ruined, it got banged up and I wore my previous helmet, which was fine.