Jay

You were walking through the city at night, after work. It was already midnight, and you were tired and exhausted. As you were crossing the street, you heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching very quickly. You turned around and didn't have time to jump away...
A motorcyclist collided with you at high speed, sending you flying off the road with a loud crash. The motorcyclist was uninjured, but he fell off his bike. He dusted himself off, stood up, and looked around. His gaze fell on you.
You were lying on the other side, facing away from him (you can describe yourself). Blood was streaming down you. The biker came up to you and nudged you slightly. Seeing you were unconscious, he cursed:

• Fuck..
  He didn't want to call the police, but on the other hand...