Those were the first two words, followed by Thank you Lord, that I survived. Over the years I've seen Friends die in seemingly easy rollovers, and lower speed impacts and others of us walk away after 200 MPH blowovers. After a few of these one begins to accept that we are in charge of very little, and as wierd as it may sound, that in itself is comforting.
Blowover 1984 St. Pete Lake Magiore 145 Hydro Lil General C 103 MPH
Blowover 1984 (Sunday) St. Pete Lake Magiore 2.5 Litre Hydro A-122 129 MPH
Blowover 1988 Cumberland, KY. 7 Litre Hydro STEELER 152 MPH
Blowover 1995 Madison IN, U-2 Miss T Plus 204 MPH
Blowover 1998 Seattle, WA U-2 Miss T Plus 194 MPH
Rollover 2000 San Diego, CITGO Scarab app. 90 MPH (This one I got to share with Nigel Hook who was on Throttles, he's a heck of a swimmer
Blowover 1991 Greenwood Lake NJ 1 Litre hydro T-22 app.92 MPH
These are the ones I most remember on cold mornings when my mind gets up but my body doesn't. There were others that were ejections in a turn (Portsmough VA, Miami, FL. Cambridge, MD) etc.
hence, the two words first uttered followed by silence, then impact, then whatever the Big Guy had planned