I was riding down a city street here, on the way home, when a woman threw open her car door. I was moving pretty fast, and I swerved enough to take the edge of the door on my right side. I was thrown from the bike into the street. I got up and moved everything--me and the bike--to the sidewalk. I hurt a good bit, I don't mind telling you. I don't think my attention flagged. Who knows? Maybe I'm old and slow to react. I'm just lucky that when I hit the street no one ran over me. I came back later because something fell off my bike. She was still there and her door wouldn't close. I felt bad, but then I thought that if I went to the ER, she'd have to pick up the bill (or her insurance would) so maybe it was a break even. My wife insists it was the driver's fault, but to me it was a lesson that I should find a less traveled street. Spent the day icing down my shoulder, chest, and back.