I rode in Ohio with some friends a while back. I told them there was no way I was dropping my helmet once we crossed the state line. First tank of gas in that state and they are getting back on their bikes sans helmet. I chastised them, but they had no problem ignoring me. Then I thought about how I'd like to experience, just once, what it is like to ride without a helmet. I'm absolutely ridiculously cautious and defensive when on my bike, and this was out of character for me, but nevertheless I decided to experience riding that way once. It was, hands down, the most euphoric ride I have ever been on. The closest analogy I can think of is that it is like the difference between sex with a condom on and sex without (sorry ladies, you'll just have to trust me that this is a big deal). It almost defied words how great it was. I had my helmet dropped then entire time we were in Ohio. So yeah. I really really hate even having that option now. A lot.