That's kind of like the time when I wanted to bike across this long bridge with a bike path, and then missed the bike path and ended up on the freeway like bridge with no shoulder. A young lady cop going the other way saw me. She turned around pulled me over. She was pretty cool about it and offered to escort me by driving behind. So everything is going fine until I pass the halfway point and then the bridge starts going downhill and I start speeding up. And then I hit one of those bridge joints that go dadum dadum dadum when you drive over them, except it has larger than bicycle tire gaps in it parallel to the road. So basically my front wheel jams into the joint and I go flying over the bars...

It was cold so I was wearing a fair amount of clothing, so luckily I only ended up with a big gash on my right knee. The ambulance got there surprisingly quickly, but they told me they'd have to charge me to take me to the hospital. I'm not sure if it was because I wasn't hit by a car (though I'm sure they said that it would have been free had I been hit by a car), or because I wasn't in mortal danger. Anyways the officer drove me to the hospital and took my bike to the police station.

I went to the station and picked up my bike like 3 days later. And rode it home...