Such an incredibly sad way to die.

Bretrick

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Have you heard the name - Isadora Duncan? The "Mother of Dance"
14 September, 1927 somewhere on the French Riviera (coastline), Isadora met a young man sitting in an open-air Bugatti sports car.
Being a forthright person, Isadora asked him to take her for a spin.
Miss Duncan was wearing an immense iridescent silk scarf wrapped about her neck and streaming in long folds, part of which was swathed about her body with part trailing behind.
Neither she nor the driver noticed that one of the loose ends fell over the side of the car and was caught in the rear wheel.
The automobile was going at full speed when the scarf of strong silk suddenly began winding around the wheel and with terrific force dragged Miss Duncan, around whom it was securely wrapped, bodily over the side of the car.
Isadora’s neck was broken and she died instantly.
 

People have been injured (and even killed) when a thief has grabbed a particularly strong necklace with the intention of breaking it away from their neck....and it doesn't break.

There was a young woman in NYC who was standing on the curb when a guy in a car reached out the window, grabbed her chain and she was dragged down the street.

I have several necklaces that are strung with silk cords. I put "break-away" clasps on them. Not that I think anyone is going to try to snatch them, but in case they get caught on something. Silk cords are ultra-strong.
 
Yes, a strange way to die. I like to think, though, that she died having fun. Better than in a bed, suffering for days/weeks/months.

Last year, I was cutting wood with a skil saw. I had long long hair, pulled back in a ponytail. Some had gotten loose and was hanging down near that saw blade. I tried buns, braids, caps, methods to keep the hair out of the way. Nope. Ended up getting it cut very short and no regrets.

I often wonder about the danger of those in jobs like LEO's, military, where a fight may ensue. If someone grabbed that long hair, they would have good control over that person.
 
Have you heard the name - Isadora Duncan? The "Mother of Dance"
14 September, 1927 somewhere on the French Riviera (coastline), Isadora met a young man sitting in an open-air Bugatti sports car.
Being a forthright person, Isadora asked him to take her for a spin.
Miss Duncan was wearing an immense iridescent silk scarf wrapped about her neck and streaming in long folds, part of which was swathed about her body with part trailing behind.
Neither she nor the driver noticed that one of the loose ends fell over the side of the car and was caught in the rear wheel.
The automobile was going at full speed when the scarf of strong silk suddenly began winding around the wheel and with terrific force dragged Miss Duncan, around whom it was securely wrapped, bodily over the side of the car.
Isadora’s neck was broken and she died instantly.
That is very sad and had to be agony for her.
 
Never heard of her, but now I look into it, some reports say the car was actually an Amilcar CGSS -- sometimes described as a poor mans Bugatti.


This is an Amilcar CGSS:

amilcar-cgss-1.jpg


This would be a Bugatti Type 27 from the same era:

Bugatti.jpg
 


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