Death from above... well not quite.
My helmet saved me from a different kind of injury today. I was riding along next to a park when all of a sudden something smacked into my helmet from directly above. It scared the H-E-double-hockey-sticks out of me and rattled my head a little. I instantly noticed a baseball flying away from me into the brushes. It was probably a pop-fly since it had to have gotten past the fence and bleachers that seperated the road from the field. Several kids ran up to me as I skidded to a stop and apologised. Parents wanted to know if I was okay. I told them all I was fine and the kids went scurrying off to search for the ball. Aside from having things thrown at you by rednecks in lifted pickups or pidgeons who look at you as a challenging moving target, what else has "fallen" on you while riding. I'm waiting for someone to relate a story about a meteorite.