kogan's bike misses his head by mere inches. >> oh that's a big -- oh, two bikes down. >> a dazed koganets to his feet and flees. >> there was panic around and there were bikes falling everywhere. >> amidst the chaos rene leaps over the barrier and on to the track. >> the first reaction was, help, i got to help them because they have fallen and maybe they're injured. i have to help them. i wasn't hesitating with what to do. go to that guy. >> riders are down and motionless on the ground as more bikes come soaring through the air. fisher bends down to help a rider, his back to the circuit. >> i heard the crashing sound of metal over the tarmac and this is going seriously wrong. i have to get out of here. i just stood up and i think two or three bikes at the same time and they torpedoed me. >> he's hit by multiple bikes and crushed against the safety wall in a blaze of metal and smoke. >> oh, dear me. that was horrendous. >> officials red flag the race as a half dozen riders lose control of their bikes and crash. >> i thought i have to change my life because my leg's gone. at the end they

darren wilson and you might remember it is as if the daemon is coming and i saw him and i saw paul kogan so i began to think what's going on inside of the head of his. i think it's important and so i was thinking about those statements and i wrote down because white men can't show their appreciation and i thought it was the first line to something i that i would continue to think about this and think about the statement but then everything i wrote seemed to fall back into because white men can police their imagination and do you remember the other policemen asked to get his license and demand shoots him. they said it because he reached into the car but you asked me to get the license and in the voice you also hear a kind of compounded this. we don't know why this happened and you can hear it and so that's a different kind of body and the like policemen who shot walter lamar. we can see that so i'm not saying that there is one body in terms of this interrogation. but that lead me to want to think about what is happening inside of the white imagination relative to the black and brown body.