When I was younger, helmets weren't compulsory.
Nothing more exhilarating than hooning down a country road at 120kmh without a helmet on. Then the eyes start streaming and you think about slowing down but keep going.
Then the mob of filthy midges hit ya smack in the face and feel like some prats stabbing you in the face with a hundred needles. Some decide to creep around the back of your eyeballs under force and that hurts like hell.
Then you are riding blind, trying to remember which way the road went while applying the brakes. You manage to stop safely and spend the next half hour rolling your eyeballs around, using the corner of your snot rag to try and extract midgey intestines from your retina.
After this 'fun' riding without a helmet experience, a friends mate did a wheel stand on his Mach 3 Kawa 500 at around 60kmh, the chain snapped, wrapped around his leg, dragged him off the bike and his head hit the curb and people got to see some grey matter that they wished they hadn't. No helmet, died instantly, still at high school.
Then a guy up the road had a truck pull out in front of him. Was wearing a helmet but wasn't strapped on. Result, more grey matter for the passing people to see.
Me, I wear a helmet since then everytime I go out.
A year later I had a serious accident, that ripped the jaw piece clean off my full face helmet. Man, I was pleased I was wearing a helmet then.
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