I'm old enough to remember toe clips. Trust me, clipless are WAY easier to get out of.
You describe my toe-clipped concussion just about exactly like my training partner did, and you weren't even there. :p I don't remember a bit of it of course, but that's how he tells it. Stuck a pedal in a corner (learned THAT lesson! :eek:), ricocheted three feet in the air, jackknifed back to front, pivoted bottom to top, and came down on the side of my head with sparks coming off my Kiwi helmet. (I'd forgotten the brand until Smilingcat mentioned it!)
But here's the second part of it. How my training partner sat by me for 25 minutes while I made nonverbal sounds; when I regained semiconsciousness, checked me over as best I could for neck injuries, and then had to make a decision about leaving me there, alone, injured and with obviously impaired judgment, by the side of the road, for 10 minutes while he went and got his truck ... which he did, but then, not having a backboard, had to physically lift me into his truck, potential spine injury and all.
There was a hospital five miles away. This was 1987, there were no cell phones, and the nearest pay phone was no more accessible than the hospital.
Five months ago I went over the bars at 20 mph and landed on my chin. Again, potential neck injury and obvious apparent chest wall injury - thank the powers that be that I escaped both times with my spinal cord and internal organs intact. This time was way different. My training partner pulled his phone out of his jersey pocket, called 911, and the medics were strapping me to a backboard inside of five minutes.
Should we penalize people who ride without cell phones?

