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One wet November evening, my partner and I were at the station house. We were just settling in for a quiet evening at work when, we got a call. The dispatcher told us that there had been an accident on route 159 near Amanda Township. She said it was serious and we had better run “hot” (with lights and sirens). She said this all the time, and we rolled our eyes when she said it this time. Still, for good measure, Jason and I got to the scene as quickly as possible. When we arrived on the old country road we realized it really was serious. It was the run that ended my career as an EMT. When we arrived on the scene, we saw that a motorcyclist had slid on the damp ground, losing control of his bike. He had slid right up underneath a semi-truck heading in the opposite direction. He hadn’t gone under the wheels, but under the middle of the truck. There had been a chain hanging down in a U shape that had caught him at the chin. It had ripped off his whole face including his lower jaw, nose, and eyeballs. His face was gone, what was left looked like something out of a horror movie. The haunting vision is still with me today. It was a wonder the guy was still breathing. Jason told me to go check on the driver of