The lady who assisted me was indeed rich. We're talking: security guard on the grounds, and a €5m house rich.
The nasty, deep cut in my mouth seems to have got infected. It looks like something from a horror movie and is hurting like a bitch. I think I see a photoshoot coming. And some antibiotics.
Finally, a sobering thought: I got my helmet back and in it I found a small crack and a noticeable SUV-rear-window-shaped indent.
Have a good weekend!