I was going for my last run on a black diamond while skiing in the Poconos. Long story short, I hit a tree. I was in the mountains with my three friends and somehow the ski patrol was able to find them and call my parents. I broke my pelvis, lacerated my liver, lost my gall bladder, had a grade 3 concussion,and spent a month in the hospital recovering. Needless to say, things would have been much easier if I had been wearing a Road ID.
I now don't go skiing, running, swimming, biking or anything else anymore without my Road ID. I am very grateful that I found your company.
- Erin .M from Drexel Hill, PA