Earn Money Sleeping by Bob Nye I noticed that underneath him was a motorcycle handlebar. He had been driving drunk at about 75mph on a Harley lost control went up over the curb and into a cement wall. He was 22. He was thrown so far that i never saw the rest of the motorcycle. In the back of the ambulance I concerned myself with cleaning the blood and brains off my hands, arms, and shirt. I didn't even try to work on the guy, he was gone. We got him to the emergency room and suprise suprise they pronounced him dead.