Funny story...
Last week at the track I had a guy wreck his bike at my turn. When I got to him he was really out of it (the fall really rung his bell).
We're supposed to make small talk with them to make sure they stay conscious until the meat wagon rolls around to get them. So we ask questions like, What's your name? What's your bike number? What kinda bike is that? ect
So I ask this guy what his name was (the guy was black btw) and he says, "O.J."
I wasn't sure if he was playing with me, serious, or he really hit his head hard LOL