Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and my car will turn a lovely shade of 10 year old girl

Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and you might as well put me in a blender and serve me with doritos

Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and I may look like Andrew Lloyd Webber

Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and I would cease to exist

Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and not only will you have a hell of a time scraping me off the windshield, my vapourised corpse might clog your air inlet

Hit me 40 I'll die, hit me at 30 and I might live, but hit me at 90 and bbq the remains with some rosemary and sage and I'll taste delicious