And then- with no time to react, the tire blew and the motorcycle flipped, throwing Pietro, who wound up better then the vehicle, which ended a crumpled mess of metal. Pietro skidded across the ground, grimacing, but then he was built to withstand falls like this, more then the average human at least, and so, when he finally rolled to a halt, some ways away from where the bike had flipped, he was still conscious, bruised, and horrible scrapped, but alive. He shrugged to push himself to his feet, but his knees screamed in protest, slowing him down considerably.